Strings
There’s a hand behind the curtain
Pulling strings we can’t quite see
Y’all keep dancin’ to the music
While they write the melody
Somewhere there’s a puppet master sittin’ up on high
Boardrooms full of billionaires in Davos tellin’ lies
“You’ll own nothin’, you’ll be happy” — that’s the pitch they sell
Sounds like heaven on the surface, smells like something else
They got a seat for every leader, a badge for every king
Central banks and digital chains, they call it “everything”
I ain’t botherin’ nobody, just tryin’ to work my land
But there’s a puppet master somewhere pullin’ every strand
Who’s pullin’ the strings? (Who’s pullin’ the strings?)
Somebody tell me who’s pullin’ the strings
Ain’t bowin’ to your order, ain’t wearin’ your rings
We were born free, gonna die free — who’s pullin’ the strings?
Our souls are not for sale, y’all can’t have our God-given rights
Old Glory don’t burn out, she just fights, fights, fights
Cut the strings, cut the strings
Puppet master’s got no hold on me
Yeah, WEF got a stage, got a script, got a plan
They keep talkin’ ‘bout the future like they’re holdin’ every hand
Fifteen-minute cities, CBDC on the way
Social credit, camera eyes — watchin’ every move we make
They say it’s for the climate, say it’s for the greater good
But the greater good keeps lookin’ like less freedom in my hood
Every crisis got a puppet master pullin’ every plan
Problem, reaction, solution — that’s the oldest con in the land
My granddad fought for freedom, didn’t die to hand it back
To some unelected council makin’ laws behind the black
Curtain of committees, acronyms and codes
While the working man just tryin’ to pay the bills and the road
Uncle Sam, you got some fightin’ left up in your bones
Stand up like you used to, quit apologizin’ on your throne
’Cause a nation built on “we the people,” not “we the elite”
Better wake up from the sleepwalk ’fore they take the wheel complete
Who’s pullin’ the strings? (Who’s pullin’ the strings?)
Somebody tell me who’s pullin’ the strings
Ain’t bowin’ to your order, ain’t wearin’ your rings
We were born free, gonna die free — who’s pullin’ the strings?
Our souls are not for sale, y’all can’t have our God-given rights
Old Glory don’t burn out, she just fights, fights, fights
Cut the strings, cut the strings
Puppet master’s got no hold on me
Now the Book of Revelation
Yeah, it’s got a lot to say
‘Bout a beast that rises up
And a mark that’s set to seal
Nations bendin’ to one system, one voice, one command
Sounds a lot like what they’re buildin’ — take a look at what they’ve planned
I ain’t puttin’ faith in Davos
I ain’t puttin’ faith in men
I’m puttin’ faith in Jesus
He’s my beginning and my end
‘Cause a world without a Savior’s just a puppet on a string
Don’t bow to Babylon — go bow before the King
They can chip me, they can track me, they can try to take control
But there ain’t no system on this Earth that’s gonna own my soul
I read the writing on the wall, I know how this one ends
The kingdoms fall, the empires burn, but the Word of God transcends
So get right, get right — before the curtain finally falls
Get right, get right — while the Savior’s still callin’
Who’s pullin’ the strings? (Who’s pullin’ the strings?)
We already know how this whole thing ends
Ain’t bowin’ to your order, ain’t wearin’ your rings
There’s only one King left standin’ — He ain’t pullin’ strings
Our souls are not for sale, y’all can’t have our God-given rights
Old Glory don’t burn out, she just fights, fights, fights
Cut the strings, cut the strings
Puppet master’s got no hold on me
So get right with Jesus before the curtain call
‘Cause He’s the only Master… and He ain’t pullin’ strings
