The mud marching to victory
Innocent or innocent enough to say
I did what i did, I did what I did
Only win, done, unto to Caesar
Scolding on illegible
You kept yourself hidden well
Strolling and inflexible
The world asked you for nothing else
So I'm forward like no imaginable breeze
Moral as a leaf to fall in to the seas
Land down unto Caesar
When the gray-scale conjurer bad bet
Where the life like perjurers ride it
Where the vestite spectators watch it
Where the weapons gentlers gun it
Where the twilight mandolin play it
Where the high custodian mop it
Where the panic violin, panic
Where the crabby handmaiden is, scrub it
Dandelion, down the mercenary barberry
Dandelion did the morals morbid ṗoetry
Down the rampart, the vandals give into defeat
And down the landscape, the lamb and pastor far away
Land down unto Caesar
Land down unto Caesar
