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 [bad word] Bud:[possibly "another season in this [bad word] ]

there's all  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 [bad word] cold!

Give me 69 years
and the season in this [bad word] there's all  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.