I remember it like rock heaven, with pixie candied sisters vamping about. They were in such vogue. Ah yes, sweet remember, but sad refrain. Glories impossible to behold ,and to wild to contain. But what black heart cursed the collective mind of this rock heaven and try make guilt out of our young impulse. Yes you scorched my mind as you had scorched the earth in war, as ,I am to believe. Then if you are such a misunderstood warrior Then face you chosen foe