Kitos
After I moved out of sepphoris, I renounced my passport She's not you true but she'll substitute, and what more could I ask for your father's rich, mine lays bricks he might pay the tax but he'll never sing, never sing for caesar slumpin underneath the bloody moon, drunk off pagan wine everyone wants someone else, she just wants my precious time blood and iron, death to tyrants I could never stay with an easy lay who does not pray toward zion
every city has a part that they don't acknowledge somewhere for to hide the whores and singers and all the other monsters every city has a temple to the god of borders something like the lines people never cross, they stay in their quarters every city has a barracks, and ten thousand soldiers happy in their sleep cause they beat us once, like we won't oppose them every city has a governor, and his faithless daughter I know she would sell her soul for me, and I don't even want her
baby you can find your roman gods face down in the river when the priest is out to play, his treasured home's nothing but easy pickings fire flies, pyres like, an eye for an eye you can fry tonight, ashes ashes, taste of justice you worship men, worship wealth and iron bars worship trajan nerva augustus, jupiter and mars your gods can burn, your house can burn so if you wanted to know my heart, know what it's like to starve