Karn Evil 9, 3rd Impression
Man alone; born of stone;Will stamp the dust of timeHis hands strike the flame of his soul;Ties a rope to a tree and hangs the UniverseUntil the winds of laughter blows cold.Fear that rattles in men's earsAnd rears it's hideous headDread...
Always loved Tarkus:3: Battlefield
Clear the battlefield and let me see
All the profit from our victory.
You talk of freedom, starving children fall.
Are you deaf when you hear the season's call?
Were you there to watch the earth be scorched?
Did you stand beside the spectral...