Born Sovereign

This song is a genre-bending epic that fuses high-octane jam-grass energy with the sweeping grandeur of a full orchestra, creating a soundscape that feels both rooted in the mountains and stretched across the stars. At its core, fast flatpicking guitar, banjo, and fiddle dance in intricate, improvisational bursts over the steady thrum of upright bass, while reverb-drenched effects add a hypnotic, psychedelic shimmer. The music shifts seamlessly from hard-driving bluegrass rhythms into expansive, floating instrumental journeys, with soulful, mystical vocals telling a story of innate human freedom and divine sovereignty. Long instrumental passages spiral out like a cosmic voyage, then snap back into sharp grooves, propelled by orchestral forces: soaring violins that double the fiddle, deep cellos and double basses grounding the mix, brass sections that swell with drama, and woodwinds weaving ethereal counterlines. Timpani and hand drums merge into a rolling, primal pulse, anchoring the movement between earthly grit and celestial lift. The lyrics are defiant and visionary, calling back to an ancient truth that predates kings and empires—a rallying cry for inherent rights and spiritual liberty, sung with layered echoes and anthem-like fervor. As the final chorus explodes into choral unity and the outro chants fade into the ether, the listener is left suspended between the soil and the stars, carried by a soundtrack where Appalachian tradition meets symphonic psychedelia.
Lyrics:

Verse 1
Before the crowns, before the chains,
The truth was written in our veins.
No throne, no sword, no empire’s hand
Could strip the rights the Maker planned.

Pre-Chorus
They drew their lines, they built their walls,
But the voice of the people breaks them all.

Chorus
We are born sovereign, free from birth,
No law can measure a soul’s true worth.
Our rights are higher, not man-made lies,
They’re written eternal in the Maker’s skies.

Verse 2
Kings declared by "divine right" lies,
But freedom never bowed to crowns or ties.
The people rose, the fire burned,
And the power to rule was overturned.

Pre-Chorus
They forged a state from our command,
Yet forgot whose power built this land.

Chorus
We are born sovereign, free from birth,
No law can measure a soul’s true worth.
Our rights are higher, not man-made lies,
They’re written eternal in the Maker’s skies.

Bridge
No pen, no chains, no soldier’s might,
Can erase what’s given by sacred right.
Not from kings, not from their throne,
Our freedom’s flame is ours alone.

Final Chorus
We are born sovereign, free from birth,
No law can measure a soul’s true worth.
Our rights are higher, not man-made lies,
They’re written eternal in the Maker’s skies.
We are the people, we are the flame,
Sovereign forever, remember the name.

Outro
Born sovereign… born free…
Creator’s gift for eternity.
Transcript