Part I: Overture

"And the meek shall inherit the earth."

Part II: Temples of Syrinx

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 [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 [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.