Step by step into the shadows
Slowly falling to the ground
Sinking to the lowest lows
Keeping quiet, not a sound
Caesar's mouth is sealed shut
But his heart is roaring mightly
His mind and body will soon rot
His spirit has been taken lightly
Vilest act of all, treason
Poisoned land and heart
Worse yet, for no reason
Elevating villainy to art
Damned be all the ides of spring
Omen of death despair and misery
Curse them all with a burning ring
Become to them a deadly mistery
A shadow not so dark.
