Lying, or: Lessons and Assertions About the Past and Future of an Unwanted Inheritance
Interim in Terra, track 3
Featuring Peter Shillito as X.
hey, XI, come up the wall 
i need you to see this 
see what, X? 
here 
look at this 
what's that? 
the fighting on the other side is in its two-hundredth year 
it's happening everywhere on earth that isn't here 
we are a island, a holdout, a bastion in the fear 
a bastion whose oversight by you is drawing near 
but i can't just let you take it 
there are things you have to know 
there are mistakes that we have made 
and there are places you can't go 
and i know that you are eager 
so i'll try do this fast 
but please believe me 
it's important that you understand our past 
so there was one who brought us fame and passion 
two who flew the flag 
number three survived the outset and 
disgusted, let it sag 
when she returned, the show was different 
a nomadic tinge ingrained 
but through it all, the music 
the humanity remained 
number four was never jealous of the way that three would roam 
and so he settled in the bunker which today we call our home 
but there was subterfuge and conflict 
and four was not a strategist, per-se 
and so he perished 
in an attack by [faction a] 
and five was angry 
so angry that she left to join the war 
but after seven years of fighting couldn't take it any more 
so she came back with guns and pacifism 
fortified the bunker with her men 
and started broadcasting again 
six took the cause one big step forward and began to build the wall 
but seven tried too hard to politic and for it, took a fall 
instead of eight, we had the morrins for a time, and that was fine 
but we came back when we were due, and then i took over from nine 
so this is it? this is what you leave for me? 
a people too afraid to climb a wall? 
an idle people free of all ambition 
in a world that has been 
waiting for so many years 
for anyone but these 
these people who don't realise they could 
end the war tomorrow if they pleased? 
i could tell you i'd defend them 
i'd be lying 
i could tell you i would die for them 
but i'd be lying 
the weaponry we're sitting on does not give us the right 
to interfere with what is ultimately someone else's fight 
it's not our duty or our aim to be concerned with matters outside of the wall 
we've built utopia, to fight would be to fall 
and while yes, it is a fact that we could end the war today 
we would be throwing several hundred thousand lives — and our innocence — away 
for such a sacrifice to ever be considered as defensible 
the state of play would be incomprehensible 
every day that we do nothing there's a thousand in the grave 
incomprehensible 
is acting like there's anything to save 
you sound like doctor morrin 
implying we should be the world's police 
assuming genocide would bring the world at last to some kind of peace 
extrapolating from the fact that we've done nothing and the current trend is down 
that we must thrash our little knives outside our town 
but you are wrong 
we have remained inert these last three hundred years 
and there were times when things were perfect 
and there were times when we had tears 
but we held on 
to our sanity, our empathy, our innocence, our trust 
no debt is due, no intervention would be just 
who would you nominate, but us, to be the arbiter 
who's in a better place to know what's best for everyone involved 
it's down to us, there's no-one else, we have to halt this world's decline 
and if these people are opposed or simply ignorant, that's fine 
i could tell you; lying; etc... (x2) 
i can't just sit and listen to you promising neglect 
because these people are still people; they deserve at least an inkling of respect 
they are the last remaining pacifists, their qualities are rare 
and their innocence is worthy of your care 
it's not their politics that anger you 
it's that they sit in silence 
while the world that they inhabit hosts another year of violence 
if they knew we had the power 
they would end it i am sure 
but it would tear them all to pieces if they knew what we were for