Karn Evil 9, 3rd Impression Lyrics - Brain Salad Surgery - Emerson, Lake & Palmer

Man alone; born of stone; 

Will stamp the dust of time 

His hands strike the flame of his soul; 

Ties a rope to a tree and hangs the universe 

Until the wind of laughter blows cold. 

Fear that rattles in men's ears 

And rears it's hideous head 

Dread .... death .... in the wind .... 

Man of steel pray and kneel 

With fever's blazing torch 

Thrust into the face of the night; 

Draws a blade of compassion 

Kissed by countless kings 

Whose jeweled trumpet words blind his sight. 

Walls that no man thought would fall 

The altars of the just 

Crushed .... dust .... in the wind .... 

No man yields who flies in my ship 

Danger! 

Let the bridge computer speak 

Stranger! 

Load your program. I am yourself. 

No computer stands in my way 

Only blood can cancel my pain 

Guardians of a nuclear dawn 

Let the maps of war be drawn. 

Rejoice! glory is ours! 

Our young men have not died in vain, 

Their graves need no flowers 

The tapes have recorded their names. 

I am all there is 

Negative! primitive! limited! I let you live! 

But I gave you life 

What else could you do? 

To do what was right 

I'm perfect! are you?