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[00:08.04] Crimson flames tied through my years
[00:11.71] Flowing high and mighty trapped
[00:15.55] Countless fire and flaming roads
[00:19.53] Using ideas as my maps
[00:23.58] "We'll meet on edges, soon," said I
[00:26.92] Proud 'neath heated brow
[00:30.94] Ah, but I was so much older then
[00:34.93] I'm younger than that now
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[00:40.84] Half-wracked prejudice leaped forth
[00:44.61] "Rip down all hate," I screamed
[00:48.65] Lies that life is black and white
[00:52.39] Spoke from my skull, I dreamed
[00:56.31] Romantic flanks of musketeers
[01:00.18] Foundationed deep, somehow
[01:04.18] Ah, but I was so much older then
[01:07.86] I'm younger than that now
[01:13.94] In a soldier's stance, I aimed my hand
[01:17.80] At the mongrel dogs who teach
[01:21.94] Fearing not, I'd become my enemy
[01:25.41] In the instant that I preach
[01:29.80] Sisters fled by confusion boats
[01:33.45] Mutiny from stern to bow
[01:37.13] Ah, but I was so much older then
[01:40.92] I'm younger than that now
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[02:10.54] Ah, but I was so much older then
[02:14.29] I'm younger than that now
[02:20.44] My guard stood hard when abstract threats
[02:24.48] Too noble to neglect
[02:28.44] Deceived me into thinking
[02:31.15] I had something to protect
[02:36.50] Good and bad, I define these terms
[02:40.30] Quite clear, no doubt, somehow
[02:43.46] Ah, but I was so much older then
[02:47.65] I'm younger than that now
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