From the recording On the Edge of Discovery
Lyrics
n an old tavern
The Faithful meet
In secret
They form their plan
Printed words
Empirical facts
The truth of which
Inflame
Repeating lies
To disguise
Thoughts that don’t conform
To their ways
On a hill
A Lighthouse
Lives the keeper of the flame
A light inside to provide
Guidance
in safety
The path is clear
The keeper proclaimed and cried
Battle over words
Freedom and Liberty
Battle over words
Freedom and Liberty
Battle over words
Morals and ideology
Free thought
Foiled Plot
Censorship won’t stay
The thought police
Defeated
Truth has won the day