A burning hand

A poisoned sleep

In front of me

A late regret

A token rest

You are to late

Too late to fear

Too late my dear

Servants, extras, stagehands listen

We will learn the game

Fair words, vows and flattery

We won't feel ashamed

What did he say

Who told him so

You need his vote

To change their minds

So run to him To throw the dice

With faithful eyes

This my advice

Servants, extras, stagehands listen

We will learn the game

Fair words, vows and flattery

We won't feel ashamed

I'll give the Caesar

Like a man

I'll kill the beast

In foreign lands

I'll pull the strings

Of all intrigues

A hunter with

No pain no fear

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Servants, extras, stagehands listen

We will learn the game

Fair words, vows and flattery

We won't feel ashamed...