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The Shameless Lyre
04:03
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Sculpted from incest
a falsehood of life
ascorned, Nero-Claudius
Will rise by the knife
Seething with resentment
His joy began to wane
as his wretched mothers strategy
rendered him insane
and so it will pass
through murderous euphoria
no land will be left
unmarred by flame
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Now it's time to open up the book
to my cursed life
I have walked through the fires of Rome
and been erased from time
A life laid out by an evil Catea
she holds the keys to Iad
Agrippina was her name
Twas I that she would sell
CHORUS
Oh what an Artist Dies in me (x4)
A composer of many songs
and the greatest actor too
In my time I did nothing wrong
Those accusations were untrue
I was more than just a God
I ruled over sea, air and land
with a twist of my wrist
Your blood was in the sand
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3. |
The Banquet of the Dead
05:54
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A man of shallow faith
Sees reflections of his delusions
by his nieces bosom lies his heir
wrapped in silk young Nero
lives a life of confusion
from the age of three his father
was not there
PRE CHORUS
Nero my son I have given my life
This I do for you
I became your uncles trophy bride
but old Claudius will die soon
No longer in the darkness you shall have to hide
from my brother Caligula
when the day comes you rule over Rome
thank your loving mother Agrippina
CHORUS (X4)
Now I know what I must do
I must put poison in his food
and keep the Caesar justly fed
at the banquet of the dead
Unaware of his wifes evil deeds
Claudius shovels food in his fat face
blood of Caesars been poisoned by incest
with his wife and his bastard son at his final fucking banquet
He drinks the earths finest wines
until he drops dead
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4. |
Slave Girl
05:46
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Promised to my sister since I was thirteen
Octavia my bride was chosen for me
Hand in hand together we would rule the world
in the shadow of my mother to guide the girl
the rulings were final, the senate agreed
that my motherfucking sister was my bride to be
how by the Gods was I ever to know
that a slave girl would surely bewitch my soul
CHORUS (x4)
Won't you, oh won't you...
Won't you be my slave girl
I approach my slave girl and what do you know
all of a sudden, we're fucking on the floor
she went from being Caesars bitch to my secret whore
while my wife lay asleep in the room next door
conditions on my empire, conditions are this
when my wife found out she was really pissed
banished from my kingdom Octavia would go
to a place where no one will ever know
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5. |
Death of Octavia
05:48
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Foolish boy you've destroyed my plans
now I oblige to take a stand
Death of Octavia
Death of Octavia
Banish Octavia, have her replaced
and with her, the secrets erased
Instrumental Bridge
I'm growing sick and tired of my mother ruling over me
I have been selected by the Gods
it's my face on the currency
so, my mother must die
my mother must die
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6. |
My Wretched Womb
06:23
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Welcome to the greatest theatre
It's wilder than your dreams
representing my power
is my mother it would seem
wrapped up tight every night
in a blanket of resentment
I question the wisdom of the Gods
for the mother they have sent
CHORUS
Stab me in my wretched womb
which birthed my bastard son
Years and years of wasted youth
I put into the ungrateful one
To Neros villa I sent my servant
to tell my son I'm alive
even though in my heart
I knew it was him behind
the plan hatched to take my life
So he could have his girls
My mother has tried to take my life
and I shall have revenge
Kill me, you cowards
Stab me, you bastards
Kill me, you cowards
Stab me, you bastards
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7. |
The Burning of Rome
07:20
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Flame consumes and penetrates
an empire made of stone
rising faster, the Christ disaster
has come for Neros throne
streets are laid with molten flesh
and nobles pray for death
welcome to the end of days
twas Nero who burned Rome
CHORUS
Rome burned and Nero fiddled
for all to see
his hatred for the Christian cult
became his final creed
Jesus Christ was crucified
an enemy of the state
and after time, Neros great fire
legend sealed it's fate
Fire, fire
Rome burned and Nero fiddled
for all to see
his hatred for the Christian cult
became his final creed
Jesus Christ was crucified
an enemy of the state
and after time, Neros great fire
legend sealed it's fate
Accusations are everywhere
and Peters cult is to blame
though suspicions echo deep
yet Nero has no shame
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8. |
Severed Outcome
04:36
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Behead my statue, light it on fire
behead the Christians who burned my empire
rewrite the pages of history
I condemn the senate
in my poetry
So to my last breath
I will control my death
Behead my statue
It's all you can do
CHORUS (X2)
Severed Outcome, History undone
The denarius filtered, silver traqladerum
the taxes lowered and yet I'm damned
the wolves tear apart
what remains of the streets
it hardens my heart
for all I meet
So to my last breath
I will control my death
Behead my statue
It's all you can do
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9. |
Manic Euthanasia
05:09
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How times are changing
My life hath grown so dim
my wife is an adolescent boy
castrated skin to skin
he stands in place of Sabina
my one time slave of love
I took him from a family house
and his mothers love
I came home from the races
the smell of wine of my breath
my empress came to me in rage
with a knife pressed to her breast
my heir inside the womans womb
the bloodline pessimus
in a rage I engage
and kick her to death
"Ugh!"
Now the boy is standing
on the pulpit of a Goddess
wearing my wifes clothes
but the crowd grow unimpressed
for fooled not be my people
who genuflect at me
I feel as though my time has come
the incestuous spirit of mother
haunts my morning mind
as the son arises
by a servant I will die
I will ask him to kill me
so I control my fate
let the senate know
that they're slow and the are too late
And my minds made up, I now seek death
for changing seasons bring more unrest
this is my manic euthanasia (X4)
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As the darkness escapes the dawn
so too does my thirteen year reign
one last act and then I'm gone
I exit stage and enter Iad again
As the play reveals the plot
age of thirty, curtain drop
public enemy I am not
CHORUS
Oh what an artist dies in me
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