We’ll all go down like empires
And burn to ash and dust,
For nothing is eternal
No matter how robust.
Rome thought they were forever
Standing strong like olive trees,
But as they’d done to Carthage
They burned while they were seized.
Poempii crumbled in a day
When Mount Vesuvius erupt.
Ashes piled on the city and
It was never recunstruct.
Persepolis though themselves mighty
And a mighty ci...