The cult must be respected and the people follow the creed An entire city stops for those festivities
The time has come, the time has come Feasts must be prepared For the year's going to start For the year's going to end
Between the yells and dances of an unaware crowd The waves of treason swash in a stormy sea A man, Caesar, icon of an age, protects those cults But who will protect him?
In the nearby forest a sacred fountain is concealed Black magic lies inside source of evil sorceries
Pawns drunk of wine and gold respect a pact The waves of treason swash even if the sea seems calm And crush against the dream of a unified world Tumults viber like lion roars but the worst ring in the dark
Some people will feast on blood to achieve and conquer command A corpse soaked with splendor violating the cult of Anna Perenna
Walk through the blithe ignorance Walk through the blithe ignorance Walk through the blithe ignorance
Infamous conjuries on display in front of a dazed background The sky is dark and whispers rain A man is offensively crowned
A year is dying, a man will die fallen into the Ides of March Few men are going to play a role inside the game of retain control
A nest, hidden inside marble, cradled enemies Blood drips from the leaves of a crown lying on the street The mesh is tighter and suffocating Bird eating a seed that will grow no more
Through the blithe ignorance Walk through the blithe ignorance Live through the blithe ignorance Walk through the blithe ignorance
Infamous conjuries on display in front of a dazed background The sky is dark and whispers rain A man is offensively crowned
A year is dying, a man will die fallen into the Ides of March Few men are going to play a role inside the game of retain control
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