Please give me the inspiration
For just one last great song!
They think I’m crazy, well…
they aren’t wrong.
’cause I’m crazy ’bout you
Rome the brave, the only one.
Rome unfaithful beauty
That said “no”!
Burn, baby, burn!
Tonight you will burn for me,
naked at my feet.
Could an artist look form more?
This show will never die.
The moon is full, under a
burning sky.
What I cannot take, I burn.
What I cannot bend, I crash.
Streets and temples old and worn,
burn to ash.
Slave, quick, bring me more wine.
Emperor means all is mine,
Souls, bodies and destinies.
I decide who lives and dies.
What a night to play!
Ilium falls away,
Climax and pathos,
free extras at will.
Pain for real.
What a night to play!
Ilium falls away,
I sing, you pay.
Burn, baby, burn!
Just, they scream a bit too much.
They lack my artist touch.
Burn baby burn!
Gardens and shrines I dream
Over your ruins.
This Christians can be
a bit annoying to me
they are useful, though,
lamps for the night,
cheap dog food.
Of course it wasn’t me,
or you’d have seen!
Strong, theatrical,
a true artist job.
Nero’s seal.
Now, philosopher,
you say I’m crazy
and it might be true…
But you’d try to live
as I do.