B11. No war, but a class war. (V6)

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V6-MINI

[Verse 1, Female voice, Clear voice, 86 BPM, Fuzz guitar, Organ]
They beat the drums and wave the flags,
They tell us our neighbors are rats.
They send us to fight and die,
Under a foreign sky.
[Female voice]
They promise glory, land, and gold,
Another story to sell.
While at home, the hungry cry,
And the rich watch us die.

[Chorus, Female Operatic lead vocals, 114 BPM, Echoes,   distant backing vocals, Big drums, Heavy guitars, Organ]
No war, but a class war, that's our truth,
The only fight that really needs to be fought.

The billionaires, the masters, pull the strings,
While the workers suffer every setback.

So lay down your weapons, look the other way,
The real enemy is on our own soil.

[Verse 2, Female voice, Clear voice, 86 BPM, Fuzz guitar, Organ]
They talk of nations, of vast borders,
But wealth knows where to hide.
From the City's towers to distant lands,
They themselves hold the upper hand.
[Female voice]
They profit from our sweat and pain,
Then send us out into the pouring rain,
To kill and conquer, for their own gain,
A cycle we must break again.
[Guitar Solo, Melodic and bluesy, Fast arpeggios, Bends, Wah pedal, Organ counter-melodies, Controlled chaos, Dramatic climax, 130 BPM]

[Chorus, Female Operatic lead vocals, 116 BPM, Echoes, distant backing vocals, Big drums, Heavy guitars, Organ]
No war, but a class war, that's our truth,
The only fight that truly must be fought.

The billionaires, the masters, pull the strings,
While workers suffer every setback.

So lay down your arms, look the other way,
The real enemy is on our own soil.

[Bridge, Female voice, Clear voice, 90 BPM, Fuzz guitar, Organ, Cello]
They divide us with their lies,
Race and creed before our eyes.
[Female voice]
But one worker's struggle, deep and true,
Connects me to people like you.
[Female voice]
Across oceans, hand in hand,
We'll reclaim means of production and lands.
[Organ Solo, Bluesy theme, Classical harmonies, Rapid runs, Swirling powerful tone, Driving bass and drums, 120 BPM]

[Chorus, Female Operatic lead vocals, 118 BPM, Echoes, distant backing vocals, Big drums, Heavy guitars, Organ, Choirs]
No war, but a class war, that's our truth,
The only fight that truly must be fought.

The billionaires, the masters, pull the strings,
while the workers suffer all the setbacks.

So lay down your arms, look away,
The real enemy is on our own soil.

[Outro, Female Operatic lead vocals, Riff returns heavier and more insistent, Distorted Guitar, Hammond Organ, Growling Bass, Tight Drums, Backing vocal ad-libs distant, Crashing chord, Cymbal wash, Organ drone, 62 BPM]
Our only fight, clear and just,
Is to free ourselves from greed and dust.
[Female voice]
No war, but a class war, hear the call,
Freedom for each and liberty for all!

[Fade out -End.]

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[Female voice, clear, no distortion, operatic range, early 70s British heavy metal, hard rock, heavy blues rock, progressive rock, gothic metal, industrial metal, Neue Deutsche Härte, dark electro, trip-hop, ambient electronica. Tempo shifts: 74 BPM intro, 86 BPM verses, 96 BPM pre-chorus, 114-118 BPM choruses, 130 BPM guitar solo, 120 BPM organ solo, 90 BPM bridge, 62 BPM outro. Female voice: soaring soprano, theatrical, defiant, bluesy lower register, NEVER guttural. Backing vocal ad-libs distant. Instruments: distorted guitar and Hammond organ trading licks, growling bass, tight driving drums, whammy pedal, wah pedal, Mellotron strings, analog synths, Rhodes, cello, glitch textures, vinyl crackle, industrial percussion. Weighty and slow, dense layered arrangement. Vocals upfront.] [[Intro, Heavy driving riff, Distorted Guitar and Hammond Organ trade licks, Growling Bass, Tight Drums, 74 BPM] [Verse 1, Female voice, Clear voice, 86 BPM, Fuzz guitar, Organ] They beat the drums and wave the flags, They tell us our neighbors are rats. They send us to fight and die, Under a foreign sky. [Female voice] They promise glory, land, and gold, Another story to sell. While at home, the hungry cry, And the rich watch us die. [Chorus, Female Operatic lead vocals, 114 BPM, Echoes, distant backing vocals, Big drums, Heavy guitars, Organ] No war, but a class war, that's our truth, The only fight that really needs to be fought. The billionaires, the masters, pull the strings, While the workers suffer every setback. So lay down your weapons, look the other way, The real enemy is on our own soil. [Verse 2, Female voice, Clear voice, 86 BPM, Fuzz guitar, Organ] They talk of nations, of vast borders, But wealth knows where to hide. From the City's towers to distant lands, They themselves hold the upper hand. [Female voice] They profit from our sweat and pain, Then send us out into the pouring rain, To kill and conquer, for their own gain, A cycle we must break again. [Guitar Solo, Melodic and bluesy, Fast arpeggios, Bends, Wah pedal, Organ counter-melodies, Controlled chaos, Dramatic climax, 130 BPM] [Chorus, Female Operatic lead vocals, 116 BPM, Echoes, distant backing vocals, Big drums, Heavy guitars, Organ] No war, but a class war, that's our truth, The only fight that truly must be fought. The billionaires, the masters, pull the strings, While workers suffer every setback. So lay down your arms, look the other way, The real enemy is on our own soil. [Bridge, Female voice, Clear voice, 90 BPM, Fuzz guitar, Organ, Cello] They divide us with their lies, Race and creed before our eyes. [Female voice] But one worker's struggle, deep and true, Connects me to people like you. [Female voice] Across oceans, hand in hand, We'll reclaim means of production and lands. [Organ Solo, Bluesy theme, Classical harmonies, Rapid runs, Swirling powerful tone, Driving bass and drums, 120 BPM] [Chorus, Female Operatic lead vocals, 118 BPM, Echoes, distant backing vocals, Big drums, Heavy guitars, Organ, Choirs] No war, but a class war, that's our truth, The only fight that truly must be fought. The billionaires, the masters, pull the strings, while the workers suffer all the setbacks. So lay down your arms, look away, The real enemy is on our own soil. [Outro, Female Operatic lead vocals, Riff returns heavier and more insistent, Distorted Guitar, Hammond Organ, Growling Bass, Tight Drums, Backing vocal ad-libs distant, Crashing chord, Cymbal wash, Organ drone, 62 BPM] Our only fight, clear and just, Is to free ourselves from greed and dust. [Female voice] No war, but a class war, hear the call, Freedom for each and liberty for all! [Fade out -End.]

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