Vasco&Orfeo: Do it, and I'll kill you

"Do it, and I'll kill you."

"I know."

Orfeo: Fiddle while Rome burns

"You do realise, Maestro, that I shall outgrow you someday."

"Indeed, Nero. And you shall fiddle while Rome burns."

Vasco: The Crow

"We are all but crows and vultures; carrion for carrion."

Divine Comedy: Abdiel Fedele

"I am the rock beneath St Peter's feet. You shall not break me."

"Rock may turn to sand swiftly enough, as the hourglass turns."

Divine Comedy: Orfeo Neroli

"Fragile as a nun's hymen, you are."

"I'm not the Lord of Sodom. I am the Lord of sod'em, though."

"My Maestro has that rare kind of beauty, that blossoms best when broken. Like the maharaja's ruby, the apple of the idol's left eye, scattered so it may spread it's many spider legs upon the crown's of Kings."

Divine Comedy: Serafino Vasco

"Life vexes me. I wish it would go and pester better men."

"Aah, Death is a prudish strumpet. Each day I tempt it mercilessly, and each day it eludes me."

"We are all whores to our own salvation."

"Sleep, sleep, we gorge upon sleep. Sleep is for the dead, and the walking dead. No sleep. Let's fuck instead, like babies in a Moses basket, sucking Chiron off as we ride the Styx bareback, all the way to Hell."

The players:
Serafino Vasco (Fino, Rafi, Michel)~ burning, serpentine, crow
Orfeo Neroli (Nero)~ deprived/darkness, orange blossom
Abdiel Fedele (Abey)~ (Paradise Lost) he who defies Satan, faithful
Ettore Ilario~ hold fast, cheerful.