It is the truth.

The sovereign of the Roman Empire is a thousand times a murderer.
Some he sent to precede his own brother, and they were followed by all--twenty thousand, it is said--who were attached to the hapless Geta, or who even spoke his name.

This is the lord and master to whom we owe obedience whom God has set over us for our sins.

And when this wretch in the purple shall close his eyes, he, like the rest of the criminals who have preceded him on the throne, will be proclaimed a god! A noble company! When your beloved mother died I heard you, even you, revile the gods for their cruelty; others call them kind.

It is only a question of how they accept the blood of the sacrificed beasts, their own creatures, which you shed in their honor.