The Last Freeman

Verse 1) He rose like a storm from a dynasty’s flame, A man with a vision, no fear of the game. But freedom, he warned, cannot coexist With shadows in power, the clenched iron fist. “Secret societies are repugnant,” he swore, “Truth is a door they cannot ignore.” And so, in their halls, the decision was made: To silence the voice that dared to invade. (Chorus) Behind the veil where the secrets lie, The puppeteers wrote his alibi. One shot for the man, two for the dream, The last freemen silenced midstream. (Verse 2) The motorcade glided on a calm, dark tide, As a nation’s hope sat poised inside. Not Oswald’s hand, but the architect’s scheme— A pact with silence, a nation’s regime. The bullets sang more than a dirge that day, They warned the world what the brave must pay. To those in power, a threat was clear: No one’s safe when the truth draws near. (Chorus) Behind the veil where the secrets lie, The puppeteers wrote his alibi. One shot for the man, two for the dream, The last freemen silenced midstream. (Bridge) A new king crowned, but the script the same, Shadows thrive while they shift the blame. Camelot burned in November’s glow, Buried beneath what they won’t let us know. (Verse 3) To the jaded who scoff at conspiracy’s thread, What of the secrets they weave for the dead? When power meets fear, the righteous fall, And history’s ink erases it all. So question the silence, question the creed, Ask who profits when martyrs bleed. The truth is a weapon they can’t let you see, For it might set the captives free. (Final Chorus) Behind the veil where the secrets lie, The puppeteers wrote his alibi. One shot for the man, two for the dream, The last freemen silenced midstream. (Outro) But echoes remain in the shadowed halls, A reckoning waits as the empire falls. For those who resist, the truth will ignite— The spark of the freemen reclaiming the night.