Intro (spoken – deep, slow, ceremonial) High in the mountains where air is thin and accountability disappears. They don’t rule by force. They rule by coordination. Welcome to Davos. Verse 1 They call it a forum, but forums don’t decide your fate. They call it dialogue, but no one voted at the table. Private jets landing on moral high ground, lectures about sacrifice from men who never bleed. They speak of “global good”, but never name the cost… because you are the cost. Pre-Chorus They don’t need armies when narratives obey. They don’t need chains when fear does the work for them. Chorus (Anthemic, slow, heavy) World Economic Cartel, crowns without thrones. They don’t own nations— they own the ones who rule them. Calling control “coordination”, calling theft “reform”. No guns. No masks. Just power… in uniform. Verse 2 They don’t build wealth, they redirect it. They don’t create value, they extract obedience. Behind closed doors, they plan open futures. Your life reduced to a variable in their equations. “You will own nothing” they say it with grace. Because ownership is dangerous when a human remembers his place. Bridge (spiritual, stripped, almost whispered) This was never about efficiency. It was about authority without consent. And it worked… until consciousness returned to the human voice. Chorus (variation – bigger, slower) World Economic Cartel, empires of ink and law. They write reality while pretending they don’t rule at all. But there’s one thing they can’t regulate or ban: a sovereign soul inside a conscious man. Outro (spoken – calm, final) The world is not governed from Davos. It is lived… from kitchens, streets, code, and breath. And no cartel in history survives an awakened population.
