Caesar

He arranged the dices according to the warrant of his requirements by overrun burden between cracked pride and washed out principles he returned that offered help straight into my chest it isn't time for his displacement yet while evil is vomiting over his shoes they have engraved violet into his sight and transmitted - while he's still pleased - over the cold river he was expecting too long a hug out of life planks are stepping forward to acquaintance of the nails stumbled following Brutus example bell wood earth forgiveness to him who is firmly constricting a dream with hands of a child in conformity with measures of digested reality they have carved frames of a morning in disappearance instead of giving him last rites they have stolen his kidney and gave it to the old man with golden teeth