The Matricide

I can't stand a word from you
I feed the darkness
You keep sneaking into private affairs.

I guess what i have to do
For my own defense
I must get my mother's voice
Reduced to silence.

What an irony i witness
Those not to trust: my family, can be the worse.

Watch your back and the water in your wine, senators
By the blade or the poison you will die, betrayers!
Don't forget that this empire is mine
The Matricide to show: treason makes me pity no one.

I show no remorse to Rome
Weakness is a sin
They shall never doubt my power to grow.

When the walls no longer hide
Their conspiracy
I find nothing else to say
„Dead men tell no tales“.

You cannot hide your secrets
They turn into fear, you should better run away
Suspicion made your weary heart
Confuse the truth with the lies
Blinded by hatred from the start
You led your fate to your demise.