מילים לשיר The Ides Of March – Steel Prophet

Caesar, beware these days,
I pray thee, beware these days! A vision, comes to the seer, It fills my brain, I see your pain
The nineteenth, nineteenth of March, I see you've marked the Ides of March
I see your treachery filled fate Kiss of the queen, bite of the snake Go, run and fly free, your future I see
Dark blades you must flee
Go run and fly free, bad magic's to be Fly free Your friends, you thought so dear, They plot your death Your death's so near In the dark, I see their faces, Such twisted faces, I see their faces The magic, once strong and true, It seems to fade, fade from you They've come, coming for you
The strange ones, have now come, I see them gathered all around you, The smell of treachery sears the air
You sense their greetings false I see you lying in your blood (Solo: SK).