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Crimson flames tied through my ears, rollin' high and mighty trapsPounced with fire on flaming roads using ideas as my maps"We'll meet on edges, soon," said I, proud 'neath heated browAh, but I was so much older then, I'm younger than that nowHalf-wracked prejudice leaped forth, "rip down all hate," I screamedLies that life is black and white spoke from my skull, I dreamedRomantic facts of musketeers foundationed deep, somehowAh, but I was so much older then, I'm younger than that nowGirls' faces formed the forward path from phony jealousyTo memorizing politics of ancient historyFlung down by corpse evangelists, unthought of, though somehowAh, but I was so much older then. I'm younger than that nowA self-ordained professor's tongue too serious to foolSpouted out that liberty is just equality in school"Equality," I spoke the word as if a wedding vowAh, but I was so much older then, I'm younger than that nowIn a soldier's stance, I aimed my hand at the mongrel dogs who teachFearing not that I'd become my enemy in the instant that I preachMy existence led by confusion boats, mutiny from stern to bowAh, but I was so much older then, I'm younger than that nowYes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats too noble to neglectDeceived me into thinking I had something to protectGood and bad, I define these terms quite clear, no doubt, somehowAh, but I was so much older then I'm younger than that now From Letras Mania