LYRIC

Somehow I knew it would come to this an emperor without clothes your still
Clinging to a stitch are you calling yourself caesar yet? caught green
Handed in the middle of
The mess a crippled body guard a shield that's made of silk can this be the
Coming of the end
Oh yes I see that rome is burning an empire left to rubble and a smile in
The crowd

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