Silence ye spheres
Be still ye hurtling stars
Open wide vaulted skies above
Now at last though I see Olympus and a light from its summit doth illumine me
I am one with the gods immortal
I am near all the artists who create with fire
that the dreams of my life may come true to the flames
now I give the past to the flames and so take now this Rome
oh recieve her lovely flames consume her as would a furnace burn on
oh ancient Rome burn on burn on
Nero
Be still ye hurtling stars
Open wide vaulted skies above
Now at last though I see Olympus and a light from its summit doth illumine me
I am one with the gods immortal
I am near all the artists who create with fire
that the dreams of my life may come true to the flames
now I give the past to the flames and so take now this Rome
oh recieve her lovely flames consume her as would a furnace burn on
oh ancient Rome burn on burn on
Nero
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