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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.