Dawn of the sixteenth century...
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Rome the whore spreads wide her legs
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for Luxury, Lechery,and their bloody corollary...
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Hypocrite town built on heathen grounds,
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welcome the foulest clan...
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Caesar, Rodrigo and Lucretia,
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the orgiac Borgias...
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On the outside, the Duke Caesar is an accomplished gentleman,
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but he's two-faced, his kindness is all on the surface,
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and according to scandalmongers, he's even crueller than clever.
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Black eyes, black hair and dark velvet
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contrast with the cadaveric whiteness of his flesh.
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His father's nothing less than the Supreme Pontiff,
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a master in the art to fornicate with the Immaculate,
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a profligate, despite his functions - fraud of god -
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who meets fleshly Maries in a boudoir next to the sanctuary.
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These two baroque monsters share the same lust for power,
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seeking to reunite a divided Italy under their unique authority.
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They transform the court of Vatican in a place of delights and elegance
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where several crowned heads discover the corrosive virtues
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of a platter seasoned to poison...
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Campaign after campaign, they conquer;
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those who don't surrender are swiftly sent six feet under.
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With despotic politics and diplomacy,
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they amass riches and resentment of many enemies.
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Amidst all this depravity, young Lucretia's an oasis of purity,
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although the noble mob and rightful crooks, skilled in sycophancy,
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covet her hymen through nebulous hymns...
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Slave of her malefic lineage, crushed by a ceremonial gown,
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the poor child, used and abused,
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copes three alliances of tribulations.
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But soon, on an afternoon, after a dinner with a friend,
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the pope suffers from severe stomach burns.
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Some days later, he dies in his bed full of sweat,
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leaving behind him only troubles and confusion...
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The empire he bequeaths to his son
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dissolves as dew under the sun.
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The House is abolished,
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but the name remained in history
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as a synonymous of treachery.
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The Triumph Of Treachery
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Blinded By Faith |