The emperor, upon the throne, where seated in his tower, His harem there, conquest depicted in his godly power. Metus est plenus tyrannis
Behold surrounding opulence, more plentiful is strife, Conspiracies and enemies await to take his life. Metus est plenus tyrannis
So heavy lies the crown, Upon the prince's head, The sword of Damokles, suspended by a thread.
An emperor, must execute those who'd see him deposed, He grants his trust to not a soul; all vie to take his throne. Metus est plenus tyrannis
The treachery that faces him, embodied, poised to fall, Omnipotent yet still a slave, at Aisa's beck and call, Metus est plenus tyrannis
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