The truth

[Sound of a deep exhale, heart beating slow... then the beat kicks in] Yeah... sometimes you gotta get above it all just to see it for what it really is. Telepathic vision. Check it.

[verse 1] I’m hovering light, above the silver cord Floating through the ceiling, past the gated ward The atmosphere is heavy, a thick and oily grey I see the ley lines pulsing where the shadows like to play. From up here, the borders are just scars upon the skin I see the boardrooms humming with the frequency of sin A million golden threads are being pulled by just a few While the nectar of the planet is reserved for only you.

[Chorus] In the astral light, the truth is screaming loud I’m looking through the vapor, looking through the cloud The harvest is a mountain, enough to feed the soul But they’d rather burn the garden just to keep the full control. Yeah, the world is bleeding neon, and the spirit’s spread thin While they’re counting up the paper that the devil’s ushering in.

[Verse 2] I look down at the markets, see the digits start to fade Trillions in the ether, just a phantom masquerade The money isn’t missing, it’s just folded out of sight Tucked in pockets of the giants in the middle of the night. And look at what they’re growing—the fruit is looking cold Engineered in darkness, patented and sold The DNA is twisted, a hollow, plastic shell Selling us the hunger while they’re ringing out the bell.

[Bridge] We could end the famine with a single stroke of pen Unlock the silos now and let the life begin again But scarcity is currency, and peace is bad for trade So they keep the silos locked behind a wall of barricade. I see the aura of the cities, it’s a flickering, sickly green The most expensive tragedy that’s ever been foreseen.

[Verse 3]I’m drifting past the towers where the ego meets the sky I see the collective weeping, I see the "why" behind the "lie" They want us grounded, heavy, tethered to the greed Planting thorns and thistles where we should be planting seed. But from this height, the power is a flicker in the dark One collective heartbeat could ignite a different spark.

[Outro] Floating back to center... Back into the cage... Watching all the actors On a poisoned, wealthy stage. The silos are still full. The money’s in the air. And nobody is eating While the kings are playing fair. (Fading out) Just a projection... Just a view from the blue... The truth is in the spirit, What you gonna do?