[Intro – ticking pocket-watch, guillotine thud, faint crowd roar] “Paris, 1793… Delaware, 1813… timelines splice in gun-smoke.” [Verse 1] Victor Marie crosses waves, Lafayette’s shadow hand, Aide-de-camp with iron quill, blueprinting the plan. 1808 he inks a lodge—Angelica sworn tight, Templar blades in Wilmington, midnight Masonic rites. Grand-Marshal march, Delaware apron in place, Treasury keys jangling—black powder in the safe. Blood-cipher lineage, cousin knots in the womb, Keep the charge pure, let the black salt bloom. [Hook – rumbling drums, whispered gang vocals] 🎵 Jacobins’ powder—spark the throne, Guillotine rhythm to flintlock tone. Nature’s god on a phosphor throne, Du Pont sigil—revolution grown. 🎵 [Verse 2] Eleuthère Irénée—Jacobin pressman, Hand-fed sheets feed Parisian cauldron. Club Breton morphs, Nine Sisters chant, Danton, Robespierre—Weishaupt’s plant. Three-hundred cloaked, steering France unseen, “Death is eternal sleep”—etched on the guillotine. Prussian Clootz preaches red-torch creed, Social contract bleeds into socialist seed. Powder mills on Brandywine, Jefferson’s secret order, Education blueprint—seize the classroom border. Gun-smoke prophet, nature-deist vows, Time-loop echoes into modern vows. [Hook – heavier, layered chant] 🎵 Jacobins’ powder—spark the throne, Guillotine rhythm to flintlock tone. Nature’s god on a phosphor throne, Du Pont sigil—revolution grown. 🎵 [Verse 3] Watch spring jumps—2000 target etched, Saint-Simonian maps, canals stretched. Suez sliced, Panama carved, Nile dam dreamt, Androgynous greys in subterranean temps. Bloodline calculus—plated in bronze, Masonic columns hide Lucifer’s fonts. Powder burns brief, but the residue stays, Du Pont dynasty guiding modern malaise. [Hook – final, choir pad underlay] 🎵 Jacobins’ powder—spark the throne, Guillotine rhythm to flintlock tone. Nature’s god on a phosphor throne, Du Pont sigil—revolution grown. 🎵 [Outro – watch ticks fade, distant musket volley] “From Burgundy séances to Delaware mills—the fuse still burns.”
