[Title: The Chronicles of the Chosen Power - Part 4: The Sacred ]

[Title: The Chronicles of the Chosen Power - Part 4: The Sacred Throne Ledger] [Date: 1957-1976] [Style: 1980s Italo-Disco, Space-Synth and Analog Drum Machine Beats] [Verse 1] Inside the Roman council halls, behind a heavy screen, The sacred throne administrators planned the church-bloc scene. The papal delegates in robes had signed the mandate sheet, To route the early treaty loops and structure the deceit. The bishops of the shadow desk had managed from the floor, To track the forced commodity lines inside the temple door. The state administrators watched the chancels from the square, While moving up the corporate steps and climbing up the stair! [Verse 2] The holy seat coordinators drew the dogma line, To run the first regional pool and block the light divine. The bishop-board directors used the secret council voice, To shape the standard regulations without a public choice. The puppet barons on the stage believed their words were law, A magnificent mechanical power that the masses with terror saw. Every single schaduw-network signed the secret track, To centralize the European souls and hold the people back! [Chorus] WIJ gaan niet naar links, WIJ gaan niet naar rechts, Maar WIJ gaan middendoor, rechtstreeks naar het Licht! He is the truth, the light, the life, the holy sacred word, The greatest message that our living soul has ever heard. Through Him alone you find the path to meet the father's grace, He lives inside each pulsing vein and takes His quiet place. The particle of God is not a science in a tray, It is the breath of life itself that washes tears away! [Verse 3] They targeted the public trust inside the sacred pen, To keep the local population underneath the plantation machine. The managers of system logs controlled the central press, To hide the real extraction charts and maintain the long distress. The living witnesses today still look back at the frame, How every single government has played the lying game. The columns marched by thousands through the dust and through the mud, While the system ran the numbers on the cost of human blood! [Chorus] WIJ gaan niet naar links, WIJ gaan niet naar rechts, Maar WIJ gaan middendoor, rechtstreeks naar het Licht! He is the truth, the light, the life, the holy sacred word, The greatest message that our living soul has ever heard. Through Him alone you find the path to meet the father's grace, He lives inside each pulsing vein and takes His quiet place. The particle of God is not a science in a tray, It is the breath of life itself that washes tears away! [Bridge] [Rolling arpeggiated bassline slap solo] [Vintage Yamaha DX7 synth pluck breakdown] [Electronic LinnDrum snare shuffle interlude] [Outro] The golden altars treat presidents with lead, the ancient crowns will rust, The manufactured empires will crumble into dust. There was no PRIDE On there side, just greed so they choose to lock their mind! God says: Your Body is MY Temple And no wooden master commands this living heart. Straight through the center, Heading for the light, The timeline stands... We hold the ground tonight!