What did they mean by this?

>We've taken care of everything
>The words you read, the songs you sing
>The pictures that give pleasure to your eyes
I>t'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

...'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...'

'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...'

'...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...'

>What can this strange device be?
>When I touch it, it gives forth a sound
I>t'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

'...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...'

They meant OP is a fag.

'...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...'

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

'...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...'

Ironic, self-referential hippie critique about concepts of liberty.

Classic album, correct choice

>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?

>8

Masonic Satanism

>Muh egalitarianism
>Muh democracy
>Muh kaballah
>Muh inversion of male and female

>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

>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

'...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.'

fag

...

Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation
Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation
Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation

(((Geddy Lee)))

We have assumed control
We have assumed control
We have assumed control

...

And the meek shall inherit the earth...

...

>The Twin Moons

The craters on the Moon point to someone having attacked it from Earth. It used to be a sun. I guess they want to destroy our Sun also, because they hate God and nature.