Part 4: The Naked Arm (V6)

[General prompt: Operatic heavy metal with oriental and Caribbean influences. Start with drum and solo voice. Variable tempo. Erhu (or violin) and guitar solos.] [Verse 1 – Sans-culottes - Drums and street noise, then power chords] The baker’s wife, the cobbler’s son We carried the pike when the king ran (The belly has no king!) () [Verse 2 – Liège revolution - Organ and brass] We chased the prince-bishop through the snow The Perron stands where the mitre fell low [Chorus Full choir, brass, thunderous] (The naked arm, the broken shoe!) We have no god but the work we do From Paris to Port-au-Prince, from Liège to Peking The slave and the coolie – we are the same thing [Guitar solo – wild, pentatonic, then orchestral swell] [Verse 3 – Haïti - Drum loop from rara, then heavy riff] Boukman’s prayer in the Bois Caïman night The cane field turned to an ocean of spite (We were the sugar – now we are the knife!) [Verse 4 – Boxers Guzheng-like synth, then chaotic metal] In the dust of Shandong, the fist of the right Foreign devils drown in the Boxer’s spite (China for the Chinese!) [Chorus Full choir, brass, thunderous] (The naked arm, the broken shoe!) We have no god but the work we do From Paris to Port-au-Prince, from Liège to Peking The slave and the coolie – we are the same thing [Outro Fade with drumming and distant chanting] ...They wrote "terror". We wrote "dawn".