Foolish boy you've destroyed my plans
Now I oblige to take a stand
Death of Octavia
Death of Octavia
Banish Octavia, have her replaced
And with her, the secrets erased
I'm growing sick and tired of my mother ruling over me
I have been selected by the Gods
It's my face on the currency
So, my mother must die
My mother must die
So, my mother must die
My mother must die
So, my mother must die
My mother must die
