I'm not just an Emperor, I can be anything,

 And entertaining, is my task,

 Seeking adulation, for your captivation, out on the stage, or behind a mask,

 Look at me walking, speaking, talking, with my voice, a delightful sound,

 Heroes and Gods, in tales of wonder, my versatility, knows no bounds,

 Make-up and perfume, I'm born for the theatre,

 A perfect actor, you must believe,

 I sing with my lyre,and I read from Virgil,

 May drop my sceptre, but you won't leave.

 All for me, it's all for me.



 Rome will burn, like a whore with a passion, in days of fire, that you must flee,

 I am the Emperor, I am Nero; history will remember me,

 Spending my days, in the back of a litter, that's where my mother and I shall lie,

 Robbing and raping, stealing and forging, this is my life until I die,

 Give me Rubria, let me see her, allow me to steal her maidenhead,

 I and Sporus, they will adore us, a few minor changes, and we'll be wed.