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B E 3x E E C# G# A B E Crimson flames tied through my ears, rollin' high and mighty traps E C# G# A B Pounced with fire on flaming roads, using ideas as my maps C# G# A B We'll meet on edges, soon said I, proud 'neath heated brow E A E Ah but I was so much older then A B E I'm younger than that now Half-wracked prejudice leaped forth, rip down all hate I scream Lies that life is black and white, spoke from my skull I dreamed Romantic flanks of musketeers, foundation deep somehow Ah but I was so much older... 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 to confusion boats, mutiny from stern to bow Ah but I was so much older... E C# G# A B E E C# G# A B C# G# A B