Damnatio Memoriae - Oaken

Adore me!

Hail me!

Deify me!

Only me!

Damnatio memoraea

My castrated Empress, freemans and cults!

A stab in the womb that gave life to a killer in the golden house where Gods

are not allowed only me

Our dark plan striked like thunder

The taste of a sectarian is consuming my mortality

Torches of believers blinding the night

My silk robe is mired in the dust of peace

I’ll sweep it off with tears

I am the woman and she is the man

I am a man as she is woman too

Eyes on my hand

Equal with Gods

Bring me the lions, the head of my love!

Brand the traitors!

I sing with throat cut

Embrace me mother!

Silver trust gone

Inflame the stakes!

The slave of my beauty is the Colossus in me

Erased destruction