Postby Topaz » Sat Mar 29, 2008 1:52 am
Topaz unslings her shield, settles it on her knees, and drums lightly on it with a martial beat while singing the following to a tune called Trelawney's Army:
THE FIRE
I heard a man crusading, and he should have been more wise,
for he saw not the value of the things before his eyes.
For platinum and gemstones he could understand desire,
but a book he thought was valueless, so throw it on the fire!
CHORUS:
Throw it on the fire, oh, throw it on the fire,
watch the work of ages consumed upon a pyre,
dropped into the garderobe and trampled in the mire:
a book he thought was valueless, so throw it on the fire!
I heard a man declaring it was for the public good
that we go back to ignorance as quickly as we could,
for sharing knowledge freely leads to danger that is dire:
a book, he said, will drag us down, so throw it on the fire!
CHORUS:
Throw it on the fire, oh, throw it on the fire,
watch the work of ages consumed upon a pyre,
dropped into the garderobe and trampled in the mire:
a book, he said, will drag us down, so throw it on the fire!
I heard a man proclaiming that it was an evil thing
that to our precious writing we should resolutely cling,
and though for lack of knowledge may initiates expire,
a book, he said, was bad for all, so throw it on the fire!
CHORUS:
Throw it on the fire, oh, throw it on the fire,
watch the work of ages consumed upon a pyre,
dropped into the garderobe and trampled in the mire:
a book, he said, was bad for all, so throw it on the fire!
I heard a man believing, but I disbelieve his fears,
remembering the Golden Age that vanished in the years.
The pen preserves our knowledge as the sword conveys our ire,
till knowledge conquers Balthazar and throws him on the fire!
CHORUS:
Throws him on the fire, oh, throws him on the fire!
Though we fight both day and night, summoned by the Crier,
we preserve what we have learned, building Valorn higher,
till knowledge conquers Balthazar and throws him on the fire!
Topaz