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