Crimson flames tied through my years
Rollin high and mighty trapped
Countless violent flaming roads
Using ideas as my map
"We'll meet on edges soon" said I
Proud 'neath heated brow
Ah but I was so much older then
I'm 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.
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