Too Late the Hero
Too late the hero if you want
To be like damn
Nero, burning his ashes, now,
He’s only a zero
Along came the riders, like
Shadows of
Hungry spiders, hail to Nero,
Too late the hero
Tin soldiers, arrows and hatches
Meeting theirs
Matches, bloody holy snatchers
Viva Nero,
Too late the hero
Commanders, lead us to victory
The Gods of war
Are with us, Amen
For our battle and glory
I am the great Nero, yes, too
Late to be the
Grand hero!
If I only had taken my placebo.
Copyright © 2012
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