1 year ago

Verse 1:
In the days of yore, the Loyalists stood,
Against the tide of freedom's flood.
De Lancey, Phillips, with ties so deep,

(In shadows, their secrets seep)

Their whispers in our laws, they keep.

Chorus:
Veiled legacy, through time it flies,
In modern courts, their influence lies.
In every law, in every stand,
The Loyalists’ touch, a hidden hand.

Verse 2:
From New York's heart to Canada's shore,
The Phillips family, rich in lore.
In halls of justice, they weave their threads,
(In silence, their power treads)
In secret ties, their power spreads.
“The influence of the Phillips family can be traced back to Loyalist ties during the American Revolution. Their descendants continue to shape our laws and governance, unseen yet powerful.”

Chorus:
Veiled legacy, through time it flies,
In modern courts, their influence lies.
In every law, in every stand,
The Loyalists’ touch, a hidden hand.

Bridge:
See the Ludlows, their roots so deep,
From Loyalist vows, secrets they keep.
In royal blood, their power reigns,
Through ages past, their influence remains.

(The whispers never wane)

Verse 3:
The Crugers’ lineage, vast and old,
From Loyalist hearts, their tales unfold.
Injustice flows through lineage lines,

(In darkness, their power aligns)

Crafting futures in clandestine designs.
“The Crugers were staunch Loyalists, their influence now woven into the fabric of American law. Their legacy persists, a silent force shaping our judiciary and politics.

Chorus:
Veiled legacy, through time it flies,
In modern courts, their influence lies.
In every law, in every stand,
The Loyalists’ touch, a hidden hand.

Verse 4:
Robinsons’ bonds, from past entwined,
Royal ties, through ages aligned.
Their influence spans the ocean’s breadth,

(In every law, their breath)

Policies shaped in shadow’s depth.

Refrain:
With money power, royalty lies,
Pushing, pushing to take hold of what they claim they lost.
They can’t fight a war with weapons, but with law.
Failure in the war, now they move on to lawfare.
With money power, royalty lies,
Pushing, pushing to take hold of what they claim they lost.
They can’t fight a war with weapons, but with law.
Failure in the war, now they move on to lawfare.

Verse 5:
From De Lancey’s halls to modern might,
Their legacy in trade and law’s sight.
Their secrets in the dark persist,
(In the shadows, deals exist)
In every court, their power twists.

(“The De Lancey family’s Loyalist roots are deep, their modern influence even deeper.”)
(“From trade to law, their power is a hidden hand guiding the scales of justice.”)

Verse 6:
The ties that bind through centuries deep,
In shadow’s realm, their vigil keep.
Elite networks that shape our fate,
In law and power, they perpetuate.
(The battle’s not over, we speculate)

Chorus:
Veiled legacy, through time it flies,
In modern courts, their influence lies.
In every law, in every stand,
The Loyalists’ touch, a hidden hand.
(Whispers of power, across the land)

Outro:
Wonder why our laws oft twist,
Look to the past, the hidden gist.
The fight for rights is still not won,
The silent war is far from done.
(The fight for freedom has begun)

Whisper:
(Look to the shadows, seek the truth)
(The ties of old, they still ensue)

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