Roman Graffiti

little boys playing in the clay road picking up turtles that fly in the wind run, run away from the scary old widowers or you might never be a boy again! we can only be boys for a little longer so let’s take our cheer and carry it on as the great warrior Atreus did when he gave his life for victory we’re in Rome, with Kalsus and Andeus and all of our friends from the east and the west we are here, with this one chance to say “we are here, we cheer, to hoping the words here last” for we are the last of our kind to be here and we don’t know what comes after but we don’t give in to fear and we hope to give you laughter forever and ever we are the sons of a generation that will never be seen again so laugh until the bitter end hold the name of the Empire in the hearts of all who hear and remember, always remember! Nothing comes from nothing! So we will never die!