You put out the destructive flames
You gave the people bread and games
Marple wraps the world of brick
Reason state was your splendid trick
Beyond all praise in the dawn of Roms Golden Age
Kiss at the abyss, revel in debauchery
Kiss at the abyss, believe in fun guarantee
In the dark grows the brood of the snake
The worms know at all of your roots
The cattle's eating up all your fruits ready to relish
We tell you - hybris goes before a fall hear hell's distant call
Kiss at the abyss, revel in debauchery
Kiss at the abyss, believe in fun guarantee
Beyond all praise illuminate your history in reveling poetry
Kiss at the abyss, revel in debauchery
Kiss at the abyss, believe in fun guarantee
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