Black Sun

MURDER! Man of Fire! MURDER! I've seen the eyes of living Death. It's descending, survival, the great ma*s [lay-a-] awaiting [gain], Dave:["great ma*s lay-waiting game"] Bud:[Why is the great ma*s 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 s*x 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 s*x 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.