The Act of 1871 (Two Nations, One Lie) by Resonant Arc

A Song of Sovereignty, Deception, and the Awakening of the People

Release Date: June 19, 2025

(Verse 1)
In seventeen eighty-seven, a charter was signed,
A covenant crafted, divinely aligned.
"For the United States" — pure and precise,
A nation of sovereigns, not sold at a price.

But in shadows deep, a scheme was born,
When post-war coffers were ragged and torn.
With silent ink and foreign hand,
They seized the soul of this sacred land.

(Chorus)
The Act of 1871, a theft in plain sight,
They changed just one word and rewrote our right.
From “for” to “of,” the shift was small—
But it turned free men into slaves of law.
The UNITED STATES, a corporate name,
A foreign power cloaked in fame.
But truth still lives, and truth shall stand—
For the real Republic is not of their brand.

(Verse 2)
No lawful ground, no people's voice,
Congress betrayed the sacred choice.
They made a district, ten miles wide,
And placed a crown where truth once cried.

The Constitution became a mask,
A corporate code for their hidden task.
The Union States, they stood apart—
But D.C. claimed the people’s heart.

(Bridge – Spoken/Sung)
They didn’t burn it, they redefined it.
They didn’t conquer—it’s how they signed it.
Your state is a franchise, your name is a trust,
Your citizenship traded—without your just.
Look close: the ALL CAPS isn’t you, it’s the game,
A strawman bound in the corporate name.

(Chorus)
The Act of 1871, the great divide,
Where freedom sank and fiction lied.
They built a system to mask the theft,
Where rights were drained and shadows left.
But we remember, and we proclaim—
That lawful truth is not their game.
The Republic breathes in those who fight—
For Nature’s Law, for Elohim’s Light.

(Verse 3)
Now taxes fall on sovereign soil,
And birthrights rot in paper toil.
They say you're free, but chains remain,
In legal code and banking chains.

The courtrooms serve a foreign creed,
While justice weeps and patriots bleed.
But those who know—the remnant few—
Stand once more in red, white, and true.

(Final Chorus – Soaring)
The Act of 1871 will fall,
When truth resounds and sovereigns call.
Two nations made, but one will rise,
Beyond the fraud, beyond the lies.
Not by might, but law restored,
Not by fear, but by the Lord.
Let Congress tremble, let tyrants run—
The true Republic has just begun.

(Outro – Soft, prophetic)
For every lie, a reckoning waits,
And history bends at heaven’s gates.
Though stolen rights may sleep for now—
The people rise. We make this vow.
The Republic for shall be reclaimed—
And every traitor shall be named.