.On the morrow he'll be dead
I've smelt the ambush down in Rome
Beware the ides of march
But he's not gonna well
There's no telling who'll be next
Let this consuls come to me
I'm going to pick a fight
The sky is turning bleak
They want my Blood
This Romans wan.
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