Heir of lust, heir of pleasure Falling blood a twisted ground Under my feet, your blood when Caligula benevolent and impious Possessed your body And sent his armies against the void The void that meant everything to him Absolute emperor son of love and pleasure Of night and day Stumbling on this his own mistakes Diving in a pool of blood The evil that meant good The venom that meant the cure Of screams of pain and pleasure Bodies that creep like serpents Searching for the fire, for the secreation of love Hard as iron about to pierce your flesh Trembling with pleasure Now, caligula is consumed Like worms trampled under feet That don't move anymore The almight emperor is dead But the fire still burns The flame cannot be extinguished