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Crimson flames tied through my ears, rollin' high and mighty traps 
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Pounced with fire on flaming roads, using ideas as my maps 
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We'll meet on edges, soon said I, proud 'neath heated brow 
 
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   Ah but I was so much older then 
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   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... 
 
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   Ah but I was so much older... 
 
Yes my guards stood hard when abstract threats too nobel 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...x3 
 
 
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Contribuição: Guilherme Ernst([email protected])