.Nero danced the day that Rome burned
Fiddle in his hands
Wreath upon his head
The devil grinned with glee
When his contender's cut dripped water>Fateful day on Calvary
And lowly we've come
Bathed in mucous
Softest tissues soaked in blood
Empty empires we erect
In the na.
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