Vox Veritatis
Behold the new world order,
Now that you have regained your sight.
A world of perfect harmony,
A world of new delights.
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Or rather, old world, in their eyes,
As we've been here all along.
From the moment life crawled on the land,
Who dares to say we're wrong?
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History's written by the victor,
And we've done it without pen.
Without quill, or tablet, parchment,
But through the one you once called friend.
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This world you love, it is ours now,
But will be safe within our hands.
Behold our monuments of glory,
Statues, ever grand.
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So look upon these edifices,
But Doctor, don't despair.
You still have a role to play,
To send our words out through the air.
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Never more you'll have to heal,
Just utter the true word.
This world you love, you'll keep it safe,
As its people we shall herd.
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So comes a new beginning,
So comes the rest of days.
So speak the truth, our herald,
To your masters, give your praise.