The First Spokesman
There has been something crude and heartless and unfeeling in our haste to succeed and be great.
The Second Spokesman
The great government we loved has too often been made use of for private and selfish purposes and those who used it had forgotten the people.
[Through all this the music has progressed sometimes tempestuously, sometimes lyrically. Now it becomes swiftly and terribly sinister and, behind Freedom, where she sits immobile upon her throne, flashes of light, bloody and flaming, run along the balustrade of the uppermost level and the eyes of the people are turned fearfully upwards. Freedom does not move.]
The Chronicler
The world is filled with dread and a great war wages but still Freedom holds aloof from her people, for this war is not waged in her name until the prophet, speaking, gives it meaning.
The Full Choir
Allons, through struggles and wars!
The goal that was named cannot be countermanded.
The Chronicler