Sons of Anacreon

Lines of fire in the sky
A pulse of anger bursting
Voices unite in one outcry
Blasphemy will be punished

Crimson light glows around the king's palace
Rage at last flows unbreakable
Mutiny and anarchy is a the doors of nobility

Priests of technology
Revealed his foolishness

Now it's time for rebellion on Anacreon
Our masters will not dictate our religion
United we stand as sons of Anacreon
We'll battle to save the Foundation

A call to arms, the mob surrounds the building
Sirens screaming, gruards preparing

What's wrong with the citizens we face
I, king of Anacreon will tame this farce

Terminus will taste the extent of my wrath
The imperial cruiser they repared for me
Is the very tool of their demise,
fake preists will die by my hands

Now it's time for rebellion on Anacreon
Our masters will not dictate our religion
United we stand as sons of Anacreon
We'll battle to save the Foundation

The mob will realize the scam and bow again
I, king of Anacreaon, will reign.

Mutiny, the crew could not accept damnation
Fury, the mob enters the palace
The mayor, he stands, in front of me
Imbecile, now you die!

Another song set in the Foundations universe. You may have already listened to it on our myspace. This time it's about the rebellion of the kingdom of Anacreon which was preying on the foundation but failed to realize that the population of the kingdom actually thought of the Foundation as some kind of holy planet part of a technological cult. Very wrong move.

Paris Clem: Catching the events