‘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...’
And the meek shall inherit the earth...
...’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 read, 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
That and “Working Man” were my favorite Rush songs. Back when Rush could rock.