Fire And Ice

(альбом: On The Greek Side Of My Mind - 1971)

Fire and ice
Fire and ice
Shall the world end in fire or iсe
There's enough hate
Both will suffice
But will the man dice for death or life

Fire and ice
Fire and ice
Shall the world end in fire or iсe
Cats up on arms
Are watching mice
Grown into rats from an new device

There's enough hate
To seal man's fate
There's enough fire and ice

Thieves dice for their lives
Kings are loading dice
Building up their fame
On a dark crimson flame

As a lonesome child
I'd toss a kite on high
I blew birds on the sky
It's now so cold
Fellow kids have grown old

Thieves dice for their lives
Kings are loading dice
Building up their fame
On a dark crimson flame

As a lonesome child
I'd toss a kite on high
I blew birds on the sky
It's now so cold
The war is on every breast
So mister Twain said
The toy pistols are popping
And my budding years are fading
Fire and ice...