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To Gaius! part I
05:26
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By The Seed Of Germanicus
From The Womb Of Agrippina
He Was Born In The Camp
And Reared Amidst The Arms Of Rome
At The Outset A Sign That He Was Fated To Rule
His Surname Caligula
Derived From A Jest Of The Troops
Would Forever Be Heared And Feared
For The Beast Marked This Name
His Natural Cruelty And Viciousness
He Could Not Control
Most Eager To Witness The Torture And Executions
Of Those Who Suffered Punishment
Revelling At Night In Gluttony And Adultery
Disguised In A Wig And A Long Robe
Passionately Devoted To The Theatrical Arts
Of Dancing And Singing
Tiberius' Hope Was In Vain
For His Savage Nature Could Never Be Softened
Oh, Tiberius, Shrewd Old Man
Only Your Eyes Foresaw
To Allow Gaius To Live Would Prove The Ruin Of Yourself
And Of All Men
Ave Caligula
Natricem Populo Romano
Ave Caligula
Phaethontem Orbi Terrarum Educare
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To Gaius! part II
06:02
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And So The Story Continues
Prince Charming Chose His Bride
Junia Claudilla, Daughter Of Silanus
A Broad Of Noble Rank
Advanced To The Office Of The Pontiff
By His Dutiful Conduct And General Character
The Court Was Deserted, Deprived Of Its Support
Sejanus Was Suspected Of Hostile Designs
Then Put Out Of The Way
Struck With The Loss Of His Newly-Wed Wife
Gaius Seduced Naevia, Macro's Love
By An Oath And A Written Contract
He Promised Naevia Her Ring
The Smell Of Succession
The Urge To Rule Was So Strong
Only One Man In His Way:
Tiberius
Caligula
Let The Poison Flow
Caligula
Steal His Ring While He Breathes
Caligula
Make Him Pay By Own Hand
Caligula
Take His Breath While You Can
The Throne Was Gained, Highest Hopes Fulfilled
In Mourning Garb He Rode Out
And His Progress Was Marked
Altars
Victims
And Blazing Torches
Met By A Throng, Dense And Joyful
That Found Salvation In His Name
Gaius Caligula Caesar
Pullum
Sidus
Pupum
Alumnum
Poor Tiberius, His Wish Was Never Granted
The Mob Forced Its Way Into The House
And The Senate Spoke
By 160000 Victims Slain In Sacrifice
Gaius Was Crowned
Gaius Was Crowned
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To Gaius! part III
08:02
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And He Came Near Assuming A Crown At Once
And Changing The Semblance Of A Principate
Into The Form Of A Monarchy
Risen Above The Elevation Of Princes And Kings
Gaius Began From That Time On To Lay Claim To Divine Majesty
(And Voices Whispered In His Ear:)
Steal The Statues Of The Gods
Remove Their Heads
And Put Your Own In Their Place
Destroy Your Fellow Men
They Are Not Worthy Of Your Presence
From Baldhead To Baldhead
Bid Them To Be Led Away
Humiliate Them In Public
Serve Them To The Beasts
When They Protest Their Innocence
Cut Off Their Tongue
And Put Them Back Again
Remember That You Have The Right
To Do Anything To Anyone
All Must Pay For Any Act Of Disrespect
There Is No Antidote Against Caesar
All Hail Caesar
All Hail Caesar
All Hail Caesar
Mad With Power, Gaius Assailed Mankind Of Almost Every Epoch
With No Less Envy And Malice Than Insolence And Cruelty
He Respected Neither His Own Chastity Nor That Of Anyone Else
And In Reckless Extravagance He Outdid The Prodigals Of All Times In Ingenuity
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To Gaius! part IV
10:08
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During His Franctic And Riotious Career
Several Thought Of Attempting His Life
When One Or Two Conspiracies Had Been Detected
The Rest Was Waiting For Their Chance To Strike
Two Men, A Common Cause, Only To Succeed
Gained Trust Of Gaius' Freedman And Praetorian Guard
For They Knew He Feared And Hated Them Deeply
To Keep The Good Nature Of The Gods
It Had To Be Done
The Emperor Would Not Stand To See Another Day
It Was The Seventh Hour Of The Ninth Day
Before The Kalends Of The Second Month
In The Covered Passage Through Which He Had To Pass
A Quick Stop To Watch And Encourage Some Boys Of Good Birth
Retribution Was At Hand
A Deep Cut In The Neck
Than Stabbed In The Breast
A Blow Of The Sword
The Sweet Kiss Of Death
As He Lay Upon The Ground With Writhing Limbs
Some Cried Out He Lived:
"Strike Again! Thrust Your Sword Through His Privates!"
With Thirty Wounds Gaius Was Dispatched
In The House Where He Was Slain
Not A Night Passed In Silence
Until It Was Destroyed By Fire
A Centurion's Sword Pierced The Heart Of Caesonia
While Julia's Brains Were Dashed Out Against The Wall
For Three Years, Ten Months And Eight Days He Ruled
And So The Story Ends...
In The Garb Of Venus, With A Golden Beard
In His Hand A Thunderbolt, Caduceus Or Trident
Wearing Emblems Of The Gods
A Demigod To Be Remembered And Worshipped
A Spirit To Live Forever
Let There Be One Lord, One King
Pious
Child Of The Camp
Father Of The Armies
Greatest And Best Of Caesars
Let There Be One Lord
Let There Be One King
To Gaius!!
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Vile,
False Brethren of the Apostolate,
The Strength was Yours - Darkness, Thy might
Treacherous soul, unregenerated and pure,
To abandon…
To abandon the Foolish, followers of the Weak;
- faithfull Disciples,
Stabbed in the back - Eternally deceived.
Vile,
False Brethren of the Apostolate,
The Night was Yours - Darkness, Thy guide.
Treacherous heart, gradually hardened,
To betray…
To betray the One, sheppard of the Weak;
- omnipotent Savior,
Sold for a fistful of coins.
Judas, calculating tool,
…we shall never forget!!
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For months and years, in grief and tears,
He walked the silent night;
Then the soul of Judas Iscariot
Perceived a far-off light.
A far-off light across the waste,
As dim as dim might be,
That came and went like the lighthouse gleam
On a black night at sea.
'Twas the soul of Judas Iscariot
Crawl'd to the distant gleam;
And the rain came down, and the rain was blown
Against him with a scream.
For days and nights he wandered on,
Push'd on by hands behind;
And the days went by like black, black rain,
And the nights like rushing wind.
'Twas the soul of Judas Iscariot,
Strange, and sad, and tall,
Stood all alone at dead of night
Before a lighted hall.
- Excerpt of a poem by Robert Buchanan.
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