Nero the hero, god of full corpses
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Nero, centurio, lost in madness,
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walked in the shadows of broken minds,
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saved his power in the name of lies,
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enslaved girls, he's a destructor by his hand.
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Burn down this town, burn down this Rome.
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Nero, master of lied enrichements,
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Nero, finder of bad sound harmonies,
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composed titles for wonderfully done things,
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found the answers, the things he sung
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Were about the realities of his next strike.
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Sadist of his own empire, will be his own messiah,
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loser of his own mind.
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Aaaaahh my little Rome, enjoy my flames,
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I sing and pray for you and your child,
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fall to ashes for my new empire,
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It's my greatest lyric now.
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Burn down this town, burn down this Rome.
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Look at me, people of Rome,
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It's the sweet resurrection, after the celebration
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It's my lustful work, that all these christians are rotten now.
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Nero
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| Messiah |
