As the Caesar arrives
The prestige of authority, of duty, of honor
... And the end of rottenness, returns
With their armies they give the battle
For the domination of mother earth
The society of power gives way to rotten
The man assaults
Pure and irresistible,
The strongest win and what is left over is their spoils
They take in their hand the control of the world
The kingdom of books belongs to them
The rottenness is being erased from the memory
Through the chaos of time comes a second religion
A nostalgic return in the old symbols of faith
The masses are armed
In a situation of a fatalistic satisfaction
They bury their souls and their effort in the ground
From where they and their culture emerge
And in these settings of culture and civilization comes death
Which man created
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As the Caesar arrives
The prestige of authority, of duty, of honor
... And the end of rottenness, returns
With their armies they give the battle
For the domination of mother earth
The society of power gives way to rotten
The man assaults
Pure and irresistible,
The strongest win and what is left over is their spoils
They take in their hand the control of the world
The kingdom of books belongs to them
The rottenness is being erased from the memory
Through the chaos of time comes a second religion
A nostalgic return in the old symbols of faith
The masses are armed
In a situation of a fatalistic satisfaction
They bury their souls and their effort in the ground
From where they and their culture emerge
And in these settings of culture and civilization comes death
Which man created
The prestige of authority, of duty, of honor
... And the end of rottenness, returns
With their armies they give the battle
For the domination of mother earth
The society of power gives way to rotten
The man assaults
Pure and irresistible,
The strongest win and what is left over is their spoils
They take in their hand the control of the world
The kingdom of books belongs to them
The rottenness is being erased from the memory
Through the chaos of time comes a second religion
A nostalgic return in the old symbols of faith
The masses are armed
In a situation of a fatalistic satisfaction
They bury their souls and their effort in the ground
From where they and their culture emerge
And in these settings of culture and civilization comes death
Which man created