Steel Prophet - The Ides Of March lyrics

Caesar, beware these days,

I pray thee, beware these days!

A vision, comes to the seer,

It fills my brain, I see your pain

The nineteenth, nineteenth of March,

I see you've marked the Ides of March

Kiss of the queen, bite of the snake

I see your treachery filled fate

Go, run and fly free, your future I see

Dark blades you must flee

Go run and fly free, bad magic's to be

Fly free

Your friends, you thought so dear,

They plot your death

Your death's so near

In the dark, I see their faces,

Such twisted faces, I see their faces

The magic, once strong and true,

It seems to fade, fade from you

The strange ones, have now come,

They've come, coming for you

I see them gathered all around you,

You sense their greetings false

The smell of treachery sears the air

I see you lying in your blood

[Solo: SK]