Jekyll Island shadows, 1910, the winter chill,
A private cartel gathering to break the nation’s will.
Warburg, Morgan, Rockefeller, weaving out the net,
A century of servitude, a lifetime of the debt!
Woodrow signed the warrant, 1913, Christmas Eve,
The magic trick of fiat — the ultimate deceive!
It isn’t Federal, and there is no reserve!
Just a mechanism for the masters that we serve!
Fractional deception, wealth begins to bleed,
Sowing the destruction for the banking cabal’s greed!
THE GREAT TAKING! The ritual of the theft!
A graveyard of the currency — there’s nothing of us left!
THE GREAT TAKING! The blueprint was the plan,
To turn the sovereign citizen into a hollowed man!
It’s the 1913 hammer! It’s the 1913 chain!
Pumping legal poison through the American vein!
Check the gold of ’33 — confiscated by the state!
Check the Nixon ’71 — sealing up the fate!
Stagflation, Dot-com, the housing bubble burst,
Quantitative easing for the bankers who were first!
Main Street gets the bill, while Wall Street gets the prize,
A cycle of the chaos, hidden in their lies!
You’re a serf in a cubicle, funding every crime,
Trading every heartbeat for a shrinking, paper dime.
The derivatives are ticking — a multi-trillion bomb,
While they tell the fearful masses to remain composed and calm.
THE CONSTITUTION SCREAMS! THE COINAGE CLAUSE IS DEAD!
GIVE US HONEST CURRENCY… OR GIVE US REVOLUTION INSTEAD!
THE GREAT TAKING! The ritual of the theft!
A graveyard of the currency — there’s nothing of us left!
THE GREAT TAKING! The blueprint was the plan,
To turn the sovereign citizen into a hollowed man!
1913… the year the dream died.
Take back the gold. Take back the soul.
Abolish the Fed.”