The Ides of March
Caesar, beware these days
I pray thee, beware these days
A vision, comes to the seer
It fills my brain, I see your pain
The nineteenth, nineteenth of March
I see you've marked the Ides of March
Kiss of the queen, bite of the snake
I see your treacherous fate
Go, run and fly free, your future I see
Dark blades you must flee
Go run and fly free, bad magic's to be
Fly free
Your friends, you thought so dear
They plot your death, your death's so near
In the dark, I see their face
Such twisted face, I see their face
The magic, once strong and true
Now seems to fade, fade from you
The strange ones, have come
They've come, coming for you
Go, run and fly free, your future I see
Dark blades you must flee
Go run and fly free, bad magic's to be
Fly free, oh
I see them gathered all around you
You sense their greetings false
The smell of treachery sears the air
I see you lying in your blood
Caesar, beware these days
I pray thee, beware these days
A vision, comes to the seer
It fills my brain, I see your pain
The nineteenth, nineteenth of March
I see you've marked the Ides of March
Kiss of the queen, bite of the snake
I see your treacherous fate
Go, run and fly free, your future I see
Dark blades you must flee
Go run and fly free, bad magic's to be
Fly free
Go, run and fly free, your future I see
Dark blades you must flee
Go run and fly free, bad magic's to be
Fly free, oh
I pray thee, beware these days
A vision, comes to the seer
It fills my brain, I see your pain
The nineteenth, nineteenth of March
I see you've marked the Ides of March
Kiss of the queen, bite of the snake
I see your treacherous fate
Go, run and fly free, your future I see
Dark blades you must flee
Go run and fly free, bad magic's to be
Fly free
Your friends, you thought so dear
They plot your death, your death's so near
In the dark, I see their face
Such twisted face, I see their face
The magic, once strong and true
Now seems to fade, fade from you
The strange ones, have come
They've come, coming for you
Go, run and fly free, your future I see
Dark blades you must flee
Go run and fly free, bad magic's to be
Fly free, oh
I see them gathered all around you
You sense their greetings false
The smell of treachery sears the air
I see you lying in your blood
Caesar, beware these days
I pray thee, beware these days
A vision, comes to the seer
It fills my brain, I see your pain
The nineteenth, nineteenth of March
I see you've marked the Ides of March
Kiss of the queen, bite of the snake
I see your treacherous fate
Go, run and fly free, your future I see
Dark blades you must flee
Go run and fly free, bad magic's to be
Fly free
Go, run and fly free, your future I see
Dark blades you must flee
Go run and fly free, bad magic's to be
Fly free, oh
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Writer(s): Steve Harris
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