Don't
believe Brutus
Once
he has his way
Others
will take up the move
With
words and promises
The
chair of wealth can be bought
Everyone
has a piece
Nobody
will cry bitterly
But
it is worth it?
Stabbing
others at the back?
The
chair will be tainted
The
sins will be heavy
The
price will be the soul
Does
it worth the plot?
When
everything will be bad?
But
life of a Brutus
He
doesn't care ahead
He
sees the greed of power
With
it the plans he has
Nurturing
it to his likes
Giving
sweet speeches
The
wind will carry it away
Into
the darkness of hollowness
Once
it is tainted
It
is hard to believe
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