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I see a dream, like flames consume my lands

I roll my eyes and writhe

Like a vestal, I see ahead, spitting words that taste like ashes

Now try to shine with me

The barren lands return

The price of greatness will be paid

Rome will be laid to waste

Bow your head and curl up

Rubble rains down

Drums of war let the ground vibrate

All the edges begin to lose shape

Tears fall from my desperate eyes

Not enough to turn out this fire

And I can't do anything with my bare hands

A blindfold out of this earth

This is the worst thing ever made. Remember

Rome will be laid to waste

Bow your head and curl up

Rubble rains down

Rains down