Free Energy

[Intro]
Yeah… they don’t want you to know.
History ain’t what they told you in school.
Let me break it down…

[Verse 1]
They feed you lies ‘bout Egypt in the textbook pages,
But truth been buried deep through the dark ages.
Three halls of records — knowledge under lock,
Edgar Cayce dropped the prophecy, under Sphinx rock.

Souls reincarnate, same players in the game,
Advanced tech lost, but the bloodlines remain.
Thoth the Atlantean, airship in the sky,
Built the Great Pyramid, watch the molecules fly.

[Hook]
Crystal on the top, copper capstone shine,
Wireless power flowin’ through the ley line.
Every car, every home, could run for free,
But the Sons of Belial keep you stuck in the dream.

[Verse 2]
They tuned it to the Earth, man, perfect vibration,
Energy to every single civilization.
No wires, no coal, no meter to read,
Just harmonic resonance fulfilling your need.

But the shadow cabal keep the story inverted,
Tech suppressed, truth subverted.
They lock you in the matrix, chained by the bill,
Make you pay for the power that they always could spill.

[Hook]
Crystal on the top, copper capstone shine,
Wireless power flowin’ through the ley line.
Every car, every home, could run for free,
But the Sons of Belial keep you stuck in the dream.

[Bridge]
Moses freed the Jews on a freedom rampage,
But not before he hit the pyramid stage.
Took the Ark — man, a capacitor divine,
Pulled the heart out the grid, left the world behind.

Dark ages came, knowledge fell in the pit,
But the priesthood knew, they just never admit.
Forgotten technology, now just myth in the books,
While the rulers laugh in their hidden nooks.

[Verse 3]
From Atlantis to Giza, the same old plan,
Keep the power in the hands of the hidden man.
Every soul that remembers gets pushed to the fringe,
But the truth keeps burnin’ on the Spirit’s hinge.

One day, that crystal gon’ shine again,
Capstone glow, light flood the land.
And the matrix they built gon’ finally fall,
When the people take back what was meant for all.

[Outro]
Yeah… free energy, buried in stone,
Kept from the people so the kings hold the throne.
But the halls of records wait under the sand,
And the Spirit gon’ rise when we take that stand.