The Buttress - Brutus

I've been watching him for my entire life
I hate the air he breathes
His foolish decrees, his words so contrived
And I hate the way the townspeople gather outside
They hang on every breath
Cling to his chest, home to his heart full of pride
The oracle told him to beware the Ides
And I'd be lying if I said I wasn't wishing
For untimely death or demise
Or am I just wishing I could be like you?
That the people would see me, too, as a poet
And not just the muse

Oh it's not true, I don't wish harm upon you
From birth we've been like brothers
Of different mothers
Within the spirit of the same womb
May the gods strike me down if I forsake you
Frater meus, you're beautifully made
And to you I'm forever grateful
I'll never forget that you showed me to make art
And I know the love you showed me
Came from a pure and noble heart
I love you, and if you want, I'll call you king
But why do I lie awake each night thinking
Instead of you, it should be me?