crimson flames tied through my ears rolling high and mighty traps pounced with 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 foundationed deep somehow ah but i was so much older then i m younger than that now in a soldier s stance i aimed my hand at the mongrel dogs who teach fearing not that i d become my enemy in the instant that i preach my pathway led by confusion boats mutiny from stern to bow ah but i was so much older then i m younger than that now yes my guard stood hard when abstract threats too noble to neglect deceived me into thinking i had something to protect good and bad i define these terms quite clear no doubt somehow ah but i was so much older then i m younger than that now