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[00:05.31] Crimson flames tied through my ears
[00:15.27] Rollin' high and mighty traps
[00:19.70] Pounced with fire on flaming roads
[00:25.15] Using ideas as my maps
[00:30.64] "We'll meet on edges, soon," said I
[00:36.05] Proud 'neath heated brow
[00:40.57] Ah, but I was so much older then
[00:45.97] I'm younger than that now
[00:54.94] Half-racked prejudice leaped forth
[00:59.47] "Rip down all hate," I screamed
[01:04.87] Lies that life is black and white
[01:09.38] Spoke from my skull, I dreamed
[01:14.73] Romantic flanks of musketeers
[01:20.13] Foundationed deep, somehow
[01:24.68] Ah, but I was so much older then
[01:30.06] I'm younger than that now
[01:38.12] In a soldier's stance, I aimed my hand
[01:43.57] At the mongrel dogs who teach
[01:48.92] Fearing that I'd become my enemy
[01:53.46] In the instant that I preach
[01:58.90] My existence led by confusion boats
[02:04.37] Mutiny from stern to bow
[02:09.73] Ah, but I was so much older then
[02:15.16] I'm younger than that now
[02:21.46] My guard stood hard when abstract threats
[03:13.61] Too noble to neglect
[03:19.09] Deceived me into thinking
[03:23.63] I had something to protect
[03:29.02] Good and bad, I define these terms
[03:34.47] Quite clear, no doubt, somehow
[03:38.92] Ah, but I was so much older then
[03:44.33] I'm younger than that now
[03:49.74] I was so much older then
[03:58.73] I'm younger than that now
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