Transference - Rome

Let me step inside you

Block out all memory

Seven years in want

Watching it all slide

You with your slanderous tongues

You make such beautiful wounds

Always concealing your secret doubts

As lovers do

From god to crown

From king to guardian

From master to initiate

We’ll hand it down

From lord to ceasar

From soul to mind

From master to initiate

We’ll pay you back in kind

So let us be vulgar

Let us tear things apart

Let us not mind our language

Let us ruin yet another start

Hope belongs to its thieves

And to its thieves alone, mind you

This is the longed-for peace

Come too late, come too soon

Must all determine here?

Why still crave

Their pardon?

Call your colours forth

Let us raise this siege

I know you wished me bolder

Watching the shadows implode

A farewell to bitter blood

And to the lovers of old

From god to crown

From king to guardian

From master to initiate

We’ll hand it down

From lord to ceasar

From soul to mind

From master to initiate

We’ll pay you back in kind