Empire of Julius.

Confessions scratched hastily On brittle yellowed parchment scrolls… Glory bled dry of life on the edge Of Marcus Brutus’ smitten gladius… Caesars gold alabaster empire Lays in the decimating firestorm of envy… Wielded by coveting men Legions of voracities avarice march on Rome… Retribution’s sweeping winds Deliver his great realm into Libitina's hand… A vision divine unfulfilled Only silver in the pockets of assassins… Civilizations legacy realized That all greatness is finite within bitter hearts… Reveling in our distant past Filling the worlds ears with a cacophony of drivel… Every empire fallen This blueprint follows it’s way to the future…