From the of nowhere Atop the of giants Above the creeping fog of that clouds the American union This is Will 'O the And this is The Last Radio Your last beacon of and defiance
I've always started my shows by saying that: All ships lost in the night search for the on the rock of the enlightened But, for seekers out there, the battery is fading and the light is dying I see that freedom has failed us and with no light the going to be a long one Woody Guthrie said: This land is your land, this is ... my land Great words, but this is their land now
This will be the last time your ears and my voice be getting together Because, as of midnight tonight, the previously public airwaves will be commandeered for approved and regulated transmission The last breath of free will blow itself out What rises in its place is to be the wind of thought control Bad win folks!
You know I don't always a lot of music on the show, as most of it these days is processed, bubble gum bullshit - churned out by the overlords of doublespeak and made to turn a gray world grayer But tonight I won't go without leaving a Tonight I've chosen to play the one band the American Fascicrats want me to play Tonight I'm going off the air with the music of For of you not familiar, you'll get a taste of Hierophant's music tonight message, their light
I started you off with Up from their 2009 album Bohemian Grove, their first and most radical Remember what the says: Don't let 'em get you down The most important truth is love, all you and all you need to know, as the poet says What was beauty, what's the difference? your family, love your neighbor, love your enemy as yourself Go on loving, it's what do best and the one thing they can't kill Got it?
This is 'O the Wisp The now is no time The is cold And the news is But for now the light still
Off the album, this is Triskaidekaphobia That's fear of thirteen my sons and daughters, as in o'clock You're listening to the last on The Last Light