> 'I lie awake, staring out at the bleakness of Megadon. City and sky become
> one, merging
> into a single plane, a vast sea of unbroken grey. The Twin Moons, just two
> pale orbs as
> they trace their way across the steely sky. I used to think I had a pretty
> good life here,
> just plugging into my machine for the day, then watching Templevision or
> reading a Temple
> Paper in the evening.
>
> 'My friend Jon always said it was nicer here than under the atmospheric
> domes of the Outer
> Planets. We have had peace since 2062, when the surviving planets were
> banded together under
> the Red Star of the Solar Federation. The less fortunate gave us a few new
> moons.
> I believed what I was told. I thought it was a good life, I thought I was
> happy. Then I found
> something that changed it all...'
>
> [I. Overture]
>
> And the meek shall inherit the earth...
>
> [II. Temples of Syrinx]
>
> ...'The massive grey walls of the Temples rise from the heart of every
> Federation city. I
> have always been awed by them, to think that every single facet of every
> life is regulated
> and directed from within! Our books, our music, our work and play are all
> looked after by
> the benevolent wisdom of the priests...'
>
> We've taken care of everything
> The words you hear, the songs you sing
> The pictures that give pleasure to your eyes
> It's one for all and all for one
> We work together, common sons
> Never need to wonder how or why
>
> We are the Priests of the Temples of Syrinx
> Our great computers fill the hallowed halls
> We are the Priests, of the Temples of Syrinx
> All the gifts of life are held within our walls
>
> Look around at this world we've made
> Equality our stock in trade
> Come and join the Brotherhood of Man
> Oh, what a nice, contented world
> Let the banners be unfurled
> Hold the Red Star proudly high in hand
>
> We are the Priests of the Temples of Syrinx
> Our great computers fill the hallowed halls
> We are the Priests, of the Temples of Syrinx
> All the gifts of life are held within our walls
>
> [III. Discovery]
>
> '...Behind my beloved waterfall, in the little room that was hidden beneath
> the cave, I
> found it. I brushed away the dust of the years, and picked it up, holding it
> reverently in
> my hands. I had no idea what it might be, but it was beautiful...'
>
> '...I learned to lay my fingers across the wires, and to turn the keys to
> make them sound
> differently. As I struck the wires with my other hand, I produced my first
> harmonious sounds
> and soon my own music! How different it could be from the music of the
> Temples! I can't wait
> to tell the priests about it!...'
>
> What can this strange device be?
> When I touch it, it gives forth a sound
> It's got wires that vibrate and give music
> What can this thing be that I found?
>
> See how it sings like a sad heart
> And joyously screams out its pain
> Sounds that build high like a mountain
> Or notes that fall gently like rain
>
> I can't wait to share this new wonder
> The people will all see its light
> Let them all make their own music
> The Priests praise my name on this night
>
> [IV. Presentation]
>
> '...In the sudden silence as I finished playing, I looked up to a circle of
> grim,
> expressionless faces. Father Brown rose to his feet, and his somnolent voice
> echoed
> throughout the silent Temple Hall...'
>
> '...Instead of the grateful joy that I expected, they were words of quiet
> rejection!
> Instead of praise, sullen dismissal. I watched in shock and horror as Father
> Brown ground
> my precious instrument to splinters beneath his feet...'
>
> I know it's most unusual
> To come before you so
> But I've found an ancient miracle
> I thought that you should know
> Listen to my music
> And hear what it can do
> There's something here as strong as life
> I know that it will reach you
>
> Yes, we know, it's nothing new
> It's just a waste of time
> We have no need for ancient ways
> The world is doing fine
> Another toy that helped destroy
> The elder race of man
> Forget about your silly whim
> It doesn't fit the plan
>
> I can't believe you're saying
> These things just can't be true
> Our world could use this beauty
> Just think what we might do
> Listen to my music
> And hear what it can do
> There's something here as strong as life
> I know that it will reach you
>
> Don't annoy us further!
> We have our work to do
> Just think about the average
> What use have they for you?
> Another toy that helped destroy
> The elder race of man
> Forget about your silly whim
> It doesn't fit the Plan!
>
> [V. Oracle: The Dream]
>
> '...I guess it was a dream, but even now it all seems so vivid to me.
> Clearly yet I see
> the beckoning hand of the oracle as he stood at the summit of the
> staircase...'
>
> '...I see still the incredible beauty of the sculptured cities and the pure
> spirit of man
> revealed in the lives and works of this world. I was overwhelmed by both
> wonder and
> understanding as I saw a completely different way to life, a way that had
> been crushed
> by the Federation long ago. I saw now how meaningless life had become with
> the loss of
> all these things...'
>
> I wandered home through the silent streets
> And fell into a fitful sleep
> Escape to realms beyond the night
> Dream can't you show me the light?
>
> I stand atop a spiral stair
> An oracle confronts me there
> He leads me on light years away
> Through astral nights, galactic days
> I see the works of gifted hands
> That grace this strange and wondrous land
> I see the hand of man arise
> With hungry mind and open eyes
>
> They left the planet long ago
> The elder race still learn and grow
> Their power grows with purpose strong
> To claim the home where they belong
> Home to tear the Temples down...
> Home to change!
>
> [VI. Soliloquy]
>
> '...I have not left this cave for days now, it has become my last refuge in
> my total
> despair. I have only the music of the waterfall to comfort me now. I can no
> longer live
> under the control of the Federation, but there is no other place to go. My
> last hope is
> that with my death I may pass into the world of my dream, and know peace at
> last.'
>
> The sleep is still in my eyes
> The dream is still in my head
> I heave a sigh and sadly smile
> And lie a while in bed
> I wish that it might come to pass
> Not fade like all my dreams...
>
> Just think of what my life might be
> In a world like I have seen!
> I don't think I can carry on
> Carry on this cold and empty life
>
> My spirits are low in the depths of despair
> My lifeblood...
> ...Spills over...
>
> [VII. The Grand Finale]
>
> Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation
> Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation
> Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation
> We have assumed control
> We have assumed control
> We have assumed control
>
>
>