Bread and Circuses

By Blynd (CYP)

On Liber Sum

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Upon your throne you decompose

Bodies have fallen for the glory of the few

The Colosseum was the first to witness this conviction

Placebo for the masses, a timeless déjà vu

Last call – thumb is up, I'll spare your life for now

The drug that you‘ve been yearning, has now been devoured

Sic transit gloria mundi

Don't let your fear show

This, too, shall pass away

Sic transit gloria mundi

May the odds be with you

Live to become a God

The times are changing, though your face remains the same

Here is your food and entertainment; it will shut your mouth

War is needed until they conquer what is left of you

There is no way to stop it, killed by your own fears

Last call – thumb is up, I'll spare your life for now

The drug that you‘ve been yearning has now been devoured

Sic transit gloria mundi

Don't let your fear show

This, too, shall pass away

Sic transit gloria mundi

May the odds be with you

Live to become a God

Our Father who art in heaven

Those who are about to die, we salute you

Sic transit gloria mundi

Don't let your fear show

This, too, shall pass away

Sic transit gloria mundi

May the odds be with you

Live to become a God

Sic transit gloria mundi

Don't let your fear show

This, too, shall pass away

Sic transit gloria mundi

May the odds be with you

Panem et circenses