PARVA ATRA AETAS ROMAM POST ACTVS IVSTIANIANI BELISARIIQVE PER IMPERIVM ROMANVM (526-565 A.D.)

PARVA ATRA AETAS ROMAM POST ACTVS IVSTIANIANI BELISARIIQVE PER IMPERIVM ROMANVM (526-565 A.D.)

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Flavius Belisarius (Greek: Βελισάριος, c. 500 – 565 AD) was a general of the Roman Empire. He was instrumental to Emperor Justinian's ambitious project of reconquering much of the Mediterranean territory of the former Western Roman Empire, which had been lost less than a century previously.

One of the defining features of Belisarius' career was his success despite varying levels of support from Justinian. His name is frequently given as one of the so-called "Last of the Romans". Belisarius was an excellent general and overall one of the best of all time.

As the Magister Militum Per Orientem of the Roman army under the reign of Justinian, he was responsible for much of the territory gained under Justinian’s rule. Belisarius was a phenomenal general and one of the best that the Roman Empire has ever produced. Hence why he is often called “the last Roman”. As one of the last important figures in the Roman military tradition, he led imperial armies against the Sāsānian empire (Persia), the Vandal kingdom of North Africa, the Ostrogothic regime of Italy, and the barbarian tribes encroaching upon Constantinople bringing forth Roman Victory.

PARVA ATRA AETAS:

In atro spiranti, semisupino accubanti,
Clades diei mihi cicatrices videntur.
Et… Quo magis ego conor, eo minus cedit res,
Sensus putrefiunt, dum vita transit.
Oh oh, Ignosce quod talis es, quod quaedam consequi vis.
Scias id non abire, quamvis te occultes.
Cum e lecto surgis, noli ita stupere
ob singula saxa in scaena, mea parva atra aetas.

Chartas lusorias seligo, praesentiens quod prope est,
Incisiones in facie dicunt id sibi difficile.
Et… Motores deficiunt denuo. Simulatio habet fines.
Animus non ídem est ex abnegatione ortus.
Oh oh, eo nunc semper maereo, musica male sonat.
Scio id non abire, quamvis me occultem.
Si e lecto surgis, et me adstantem
Invenis, apertis oculis, pagellam combure, mea parva atra aetas.

Eo nunc semper maereo, musica male sonat.
Scis id non abire, quamvis te occultes.
Si forte e lecto surgo, stupentem et solum
In proscaenio me invenies, mea parva atra aetas.

Delectatione nauseatus, praevideo quod veniet.
Imago mortuorum, in mente mea manet.
Custodes ad Deum iurant, manuballistas amorem dare.
Sed scio amicos et me terga daturos certe.
Si e lecto surgis, inveni nos in via ad pontem.
Saxum et iram fer, mea parva atra aetas.

Eo nunc semper maereo, musica male sonat.
Scio id non abire, quamvis me occultem.
Si e lecto surgis, et me adstantem
Invenis, apertis oculis, pagellam combure, mea parva atra aetas.
parva atra aetas, parva atra aetas
parva atra aetas, parva atra aetas
parva atra aetas, parva atra aetas
…adstantem, apertis oculis, pagellam combure, mea parva atra
aetas.

Breathing in the dark, lying on its side
The ruins of the day painted with a scar
And the more I straighten out, the less it wants to try
The feelings start to rot, one wink at a time
Oh oh, forgiving who you are, for what you stand to gain
Just know that if you hide, it doesn't go away
When you get out of bed, don't end up stranded
Horrified with each stone on the stage, my little dark age
Picking through the cards, knowing what's nearby
The carvings on the face say they find it hard
And the engine's failed again, all limits of disguise
The humor's not the same, coming from denial
Oh oh, I grieve in stereo, the stereo sounds strange
I know that if you hide, it doesn't go away
If you get out of bed and find me standing all alone
Open-eyed, burn the page, my little dark age
I grieve in stereo, the stereo sounds strange
You know that if it hides, it doesn't go away
If I get out of bed, you'll see me standing all alone
Horrified on the stage, my little dark age
Giddy with delight, seeing what's to come
The image of the dead, dead ends in my mind
Policemen swear to God, love seeping from their guns
I know my friends and I would probably turn and run
If you get out of bed, come find us heading for the bridge
Bring a stone, all the rage, my little dark age
I grieve in stereo, the stereo sounds strange
I know that if you hide, it doesn't go away
If you get out of bed and find me standing all alone
Open-eyed, burn the page, my little dark age
(Little dark age, little dark age)
(Little dark age, little dark age)
(Little dark age, little dark age)
All alone, open-eyed, burn the page, my little dark age

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