MURDER!
Man of Fire!
MURDER!
I've seen the eyes of living Death.
It's descending, survival,
the great mass [lay-a-] awaiting [gain],
Dave:["great mass lay-waiting game"]
Bud:[Why is the great mass awaiting "game"?]
embalmed, prayerful,
dying in fear of pain!
All sense of FREEDOM gone!
Black Sun...
in a white world...
Like having a black son
in a white world.
I have a son!
His name is [Ethan]
It's his birthright...
beyond the strange light.
Dave:[* is Ethan a biblical name?]
Bud:[I too thought it sounded a bit like "EE-thin," but
I am not sure of the significanse or the meaning...
"Ethan" is not a biblical name as far as I am aware.]
Give me 69 years
and a season in this hell
Bud:[possibly "another season in this hell"]
there's all sex and death
as far as eyes can tell.
Like Prometheus we are bound
chained to this rock
of a brave new world
our [god forsaken lost].
And I have a fear,
it's all we ever needed to know.
So, worlds end and the seas run cold!
Give me 69 years
and the season in this hell
there's all sex and death
in Mother Nature's plans.
Like Prometheus, we are bound
chained to this rock
of a brave new world
our god, forsaken, lost.
