“The Spear We Forge”

(A Battle Cry That Explains the Weapon)

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You think you’re free—but who counts your voice?

A system of rulers dressed up as choice

They harvest your silence, they feed on your fear

You vote once in years—but the tyrant stays near

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But power’s not fixed—it flows when we choose

We built a new system they’re destined to lose

Not ballots, not bullets, not slogans or kings

But trust that is earned, and consent that still sings

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We vote with our will—we delegate light

And we take it back if they drift from what’s right

Each node of the many becomes the whole

And liberty learns how to self-control

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This is the spear that no tyrant can bend

This is the trust that no algorithm ends

We forged it in silence, we sharpen in code

The system aligned, and the signal flowed

Rise, sovereign soul, you were never a pawn

This is the weapon. This is the dawn.

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Every voice is a spark—each spark a flame

We name who speaks, and we strip their name

The spear isn’t steel—it’s the map of our mind

Where no one controls what we’ve all designed

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They said we needed rulers—liars and fools

But we built a liquid that shatters their rules

Delegates rise only when we decide

And fall when our trust no longer abides

(Call and Response – chant)

Who holds the vote? — I do!

Who pulls it back? — I do!

Who builds the spear? — We do!

Who ends the fear? — We do!

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This is the spear that Moloch can’t hold

This is the future the ancients foretold

Not born of war, but of wisdom in flow

Liberty rising in all that we know

No more delay. The code is alive.

We are the many—and we have arrived.