To Each His Storm Rome
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This is too close, far too close
You just might
Be blinded by this crown's golden light
You just might
Be putting yourself in the flame
Which can only burn in shame
Our lawless life
Just seems so compelling
Because you too could
Ennoble yourself
Through rebelling
But what good are they
Ideals soaked in blood
What good are they
Buried in the mud
To each his ground
On which to flourish
To each his storm in which to perish
But now that we've shed our clothes
And shared our oaths
There's no way back for you
Don't kid yourself
We'd rather be mad than delighted
You'd rather be entertained
Than enlightened
There's no way back to you
You just might
Be blinded by this crown's golden light
You just might
Be putting yourself in the flame
Which can only burn in shame
Our lawless life
Just seems so compelling
Because you too could
Ennoble yourself
Through rebelling
But what good are they
Ideals soaked in blood
What good are they
Buried in the mud
To each his ground
On which to flourish
To each his storm in which to perish
But now that we've shed our clothes
And shared our oaths
There's no way back for you
Don't kid yourself
We'd rather be mad than delighted
You'd rather be entertained
Than enlightened
There's no way back to you
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