From the center of nowhere
Atop the shoulders of giants
Above the creeping fog of disinformation
That clouds the American union
This is Will 'O the Wisp
And this is The Last Light Radio
Your last beacon of truth and defiance

I've always started my shows by saying that
All ships lost in the night search
For the lighthouse on the rock of the enlightened
But, for truth seekers out there,
The battery is fading and the light is dying
I see that freedom has failed us
And with no light the night's going to be a long one
Woody Guthrie said
This land is your land, this land is, my land
Great words, but this land is their land now

This will be the last time your ears
And my voice will be getting together
Because, as of midnight tonight,
The previously public airwaves
Will be commandeered
For government approved and regulated transmission
The last breath of free speech will blow itself out
What rises in its place is going to be the wind of thought control
Bad guys win folks!

You know I don't always play 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 message
Tonight I've chosen to play the one band
The American Fascicrats don't want me to play
Tonight I'm going off the air with the music of Hierophant

For those of you not familiar,
You'll get a taste of Hierophant's music tonight
Their message, their light