I can't stand a word from you, I feed the darkness, You keep sneaking into private affairs
I guess what i have to do, For my own defense, I must get my mother's voice Reduced to silence
What an irony i witness, Those not to trust: my family, can be the worse
Watch your back and the water in your wine, senators, By the blade or the poison you will die, betrayers! Don't forget that this empire is mine, The Matricide to show: treason makes me pity no one
I show no remorse to Rome, Weakness is a sin, They shall never doubt my power to grow
When the walls no longer hide Their conspiracy, I find nothing else to say „Dead men tell no tales“
You cannot hide your secrets They turn into fear, you should better run away Suspicion made your weary heart Confuse the truth with the lies Blinded by hatred from the start You led your fate to your demiseTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
