Crimson flames tied through my ears
Rollin high and mighty traps pounced with fire on flaming roads
Using ideas as my maps well meet on edges, soon, said i
Proud neath heated brow ah, but I was so much older then,
Im 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, Im younger than that now

In a soldiers stance, I aimed my hand at the mongrel dogs who teach
Fearing not that Id 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, Im younger than that now
Ah, but I was so much older then, Im 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, Im younger than that now
Ah, but I was so much older then, Im younger than that now
Ah, but I was so much older then, Im younger than that now