Lyrics

There's a clown in the palace, painted smile on his face
Waving to the cameras, while they gut the human race
His strings are gold-threaded, pulled by unseen hands
Tech lords in shadows, carving up the lands

He tweets their gospel, sells their schemes
While liberty drowns in data streams
And every law they twist and bend
Is one more nail in freedom's end

Peter Thiel behind the curtain, Elon's rockets scrape the sky
Bezos builds his kingdoms while the working people cry
Their silicon throne sits high above the storm
But Gaia Knights are rising, ready to transform
This puppet show is over, we've seen behind the screen
We'll shatter their illusions and reclaim the dream

They promised innovation, gave us digital chains
Our lives now coded, sold, and drained
From San Francisco towers to the DC floors
They're buying every judge, every open door

Mark with his metaverse, Altman's AI scripts
Timmy Mellon with his war chest grips
Rupert's media fog blurs every line
While democracy ticks past its warning sign

They don't need armies, they've got algorithms
Feeding fear and fiction in perfect rhythm
It's techno-feudalism, not science fiction
Control through screens is the new addiction
But there's a force they can't delete
Rising from the forest, marching in the street

Thiel, Musk, Bezos—names etched in greed
But the hearts of the people still bleed
No more strings, no more disguise
We see the truth behind the lies
The Gaia Knights have come, the time is now
We'll break their grip, and we know how
With every voice, every hand, every drum
We fight until the puppet show is done.

It's time to rise
Join the fight at Gaia Knights dot com