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 you eyes.

It's one for all and all for one
We work [bad word] sons
Never need to wonder how or why.

We are the Priests, of the Temples of Syrinx
Our [bad word] 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 this world we made
Equality our stock in trade [bad word] 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 [bad word] fill the hallowed halls.
We are the Priests, of the Temples of Syrinx
All the gifts of life are held within our walls.