[00:00.00] 作曲 : Greg Lake/Keith Emerson/Peter Sinfield
[00:00.00]Karn Evil 9 3rd Impression, Emerson Lake & Palmer
[00:22.00]Man alone, born of stone
[00:24.00]Will stamp the dust of time
[00:26.30]His hands strike the flame of his soul
[00:30.10]Ties a rope to a tree and hangs the Universe
[00:34.40]Until the winds of laughter blows cold
[00:41.00]Fear that rattles in men's ears
[00:46.00]And rears its hideous head
[00:50.00]Dread... Death... in the wind...
[01:05.00]Man of steel pray and kneel
[01:07.00]With fever's blazing torch
[01:09.20]Thrust in the face of the night
[01:12.30]Draws a blade of compassion
[01:14.30]Kissed by countless Kings
[01:17.30]Whose jewelled trumpet words blind his sight
[01:23.10]Walls that no man thought would fall
[01:29.00]The altars of the just
[01:32.30]Crushed... Dust... in the wind...
[01:40.30]No man yields who flies in my ship
[01:56.00]Danger!
[01:58.00]Let the bridge computer speak
[02:11.20]Stranger!
[02:22.00]Load your program. I am yourself
[02:31.30]No computer stands in my way
[02:38.00]Only blood can cancel my pain
[02:44.20]Guardians of a new clear dawn
[02:50.10]Let the maps of war be drawn
[07:36.00]Rejoice! Glory is ours
[07:40.40]Our young men have not died in vain
[07:45.00]Their graves need no flowers
[07:49.30]The tapes have recorded their names
[07:56.30]I am all there is
[08:04.00]Negative! Primitive! Limited! I let you live!
[08:12.00]But I gave you life
[08:13.50]What else could you do?
[08:16.30]To do what was right
[08:18.10]I'm perfect! Are you?

作曲 : Greg Lake/Keith Emerson/Peter Sinfield
Karn Evil 9 3rd Impression, 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 winds of laughter blows cold
Fear that rattles in men's ears
And rears its hideous head
Dread... Death... in the wind...
Man of steel pray and kneel
With fever's blazing torch
Thrust in the face of the night
Draws a blade of compassion
Kissed by countless Kings
Whose jewelled 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 new clear 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?