I'm Nero...

I'm Nero...
and Rome is burning around me...
I'm right in the middle of the flames...
watching...
hoping...
praying...
laughing...
I'm right in the middle of the flames...
and Rome is burning around me...
I'm Nero...
I'm still alive...
barely...
I'm still kicking...
rarely...
I'm Nero...
and Rome is burning around me...
I'm right in the middle of the flames...
I'm not afraid...
I won't get burnt...
I'm not afraid...
my tears are abundant enough to keep fire away...
I'm right in the middle of the flames...
and Rome is burning around me...
I'm Nero...
I'm scared...
I'm tired...
I'm lonely...
I'm alone...
and though I'm Nero...
and though Rome is burning around me...
and though I'm right in the middle of the flames...

I'm cold...
I'm cold...
I'm cold...
I'm freezing cold...