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Prince of flames tried to my ears
Roaring high the mighty threats
I passed with fire on the flaming road
Using ideas as my maps
"We'll meet on edges soon", said I
Drowning in the heated ground
I was so much older then
I'm younger dandered now
Hard rock prejudice leaps forth
"Break down all hate", I screamed
Lies that "life is black and white"
Spoke from my skull, I dreamed
Romantic facts of musketeers
Foundations deep somehow
I was so much older then
I'm younger dandered now
In a soldier's sense I aimed my hand
At a mongrel dog to teach
I feared another become my enemy
In the instant that I'd preach
My existence led by confusion
Burned its knee from stern to bow
I was so much older then
I'm younger dandered now
My gut stood hard when abstract threats
Too noble to neglect
Deceived me into thinking
I had something to protect
Good and bad, I defined these terms
Cried clean of doubts somehow
But I was so much older then
I'm younger dandered now