() Crimson flames tied through my ears () Rolling high and mighty traps () Countless fire on flaming roads () Using ideas as my maps "We'll meet on edges, soon", said I Proud 'neath heated brow Ah, but I was so much older then I'm younger than that now Half-wracked prejudice leaped forth "Rip down all hate", I screamed Lies that life is black and white Spoke from my skull, I dreamed Romantic facts of musketeers Foundation deep, somehow Ah, but I was so much older then I'm younger than that now Girls' faces formed the forward path From phoney jealousy To memorizing politics Of ancient history Flung down by corpse evangelists Unthought of, though, somehow Ah, but I was so much older then I'm younger than that now Instrumental: