The Ides of March
Beware the Treacherous Ides of March: Unraveling Steel Prophet's Ominous Vision
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Caesar, beware these days,
Caesar, be cautious during these times
I pray thee, beware these days!
I plead with you, be wary of these times!
A vision, comes to the seer,
A prophetic image appears to the fortune-teller
It fills my brain, I see your pain
It consumes my thoughts, revealing your agony
The nineteenth, nineteenth of March,
The 19th, the ominous day of March
I see you've marked the Ides of March
I perceive that you've noted the Ides of March
Kiss of the queen, bite of the snake
A reference to betrayal from a trusted person, akin to a kiss turning lethal like a snake's bite
I see your treachery filled fate
I foresee your destiny filled with betrayal
Go, run and fly free, your future I see
Go, escape and soar freely, I foresee what awaits you
Dark blades you must flee
You must avoid dangerous situations
Go run and fly free, bad magic's to be
Run away and soar freely, malevolent forces are approaching
Fly free
An encouragement to flee without restriction
Your friends, you thought so dear,
Your trusted companions, once thought dear, are planning your demise
They plot your death
They are scheming your imminent death
Your death's so near
Your death is impending and very close
In the dark, I see their faces,
In a vision, I witness their countenances in darkness
Such twisted faces, I see their faces
Seeing their distorted, deceitful faces in the vision
The magic, once strong and true,
The once potent and authentic enchantment appears to be waning from you
It seems to fade, fade from you
The magical strength seems to diminish or dissipate from your being
The strange ones, have now come,
Mysterious individuals have now arrived
They've come, coming for you
They have arrived and are approaching you
I see them gathered all around you,
I witness them surrounding you in entirety
You sense their greetings false
You sense their insincere welcomes or greetings
The smell of treachery sears the air
The scent or feeling of betrayal permeates the atmosphere
I see you lying in your blood
I foresee you lying in a pool of your own blood
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