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Over My Dead Body (The Warning) – Protest Anthem (2025) | Against Digital ID, CBDCs & Mass Surveillance
🚨 They called it “smart.” They called it “safe.” But freedom doesn’t come with a QR code.

“Over My Dead Body” is a fierce, poetic resistance anthem for a world slipping silently into digital servitude. This is not science fiction — this is the coded, scanned, and surveilled future they’re already building.

Spoken with fire, sung with defiance, this original track calls out the truth behind digital ID systems, central bank digital currencies (CBDCs), social credit frameworks, and the algorithmic erasure of dignity.

⚔️ This is more than a song — it’s a warning. A vow. A voice that won’t give in.

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Over My Dead Body (The Warning)”


[Verse 1]
They came with masks and wires and plans,
Said "trust the science, give us your hands."
They sold us fear in plastic gloves,
Called isolation a form of love.
They mapped our faces, traced our breath,
Filed our freedoms like debts to death.
Said, "It's just for now — just till we're safe…"
But now the cage is the only place.

[Chorus]
Over my dead body will I scan to live,
Beg a bot for bread, ask machines to forgive.
I won’t wear a barcode across my skin,
Or play this game you rigged to win.
You sell our rights like stocks and meat—
But I was born with unchained feet.
I am not yours, and I won't pretend—
This is my soul. This is the end.

[Verse 2]
My sister can't buy without the app,
My neighbour starved — no credit cap.
My mother weeps at her locked out door,
She saved all her life, but she’s rich no more.
My friend took one wrong route one day,
Now his ID reads “Access Denied.”His crime?
A tweet — a silent cry.
Now he walks the streets, erased in the eye.

[Bridge]
Listen.They are building cities that watch you sleep.
Cars that report if you drive too deep.
Ovens that snitch, phones that judge,
Banks that freeze if you bear a grudge.
And when you beg, they'll say "Decline" —
Unless you walk their moral line.
This isn’t sci-fi, it's coded law.
And every smile hides a digital claw.

[Chorus ]
Over my dead body will I trade my name,
For a number that shifts in a rigged domain.
I will not bow, I will not scan—
I’m flesh and blood, not a data man.
You call it clean, you call it smart—
But I see the wires strangle the heart
.I see the old left out to die—
And no one even asks why.

[Verse 3]
If we don’t rise, we fall in grids,
They’ll cage our children like silent bids.
No books, no church, no open fields,
Just algorithms that choose who yields.
If you stay quiet, if you comply,
Know it’s your silence that lets them lie.
But if you scream, if you still feel—
Then stand with me.
It’s time to heal.

[Final Chorus]
Over my dead body will this become our fate.
We still have time.
We still can break
The chain they forged in passive days—
But only if we stop their plays.
They crave a world where truth can’t breathe—
Where hearts are ranked and minds deceived.
But I still burn, and I still see—
And you won't digitise… what makes me me.

[Outro ]
Not while I breathe.
Not while I speak.
Not while my hands still write and weep.
This warning’s carved in voice and flame—
You’ll know I came. You’ll know my name.
And when the dark comes whispering in—
I’ll be the song... that didn’t give in.