GUILLOTINE

WITH THEIR BELLIES FULL OF TERROR
THEY FEAST ON THE FEAR THEY BREED
THE PEOPLE ARE GETTING RESTLESS
ANGER IS BEING EATEN
THE SKY HAS BEEN FADING SLOWLY
SO OFF WITH THEIR HEADS
LET THERE BE LIGHT AGAIN
UPON THESE DARKENED STREETS
DEATH WILL BE A CHEAP PRICE TO PAY
THEY MUST SUFFER AWAY ALL THEIR SINS
TO BURN FOREVER, AND FOREVER FEEL PAIN
YOUR MAGGOT FILLED CORPSE ROTTING

I WANT TO SEE THE AXE GO DOWN
I WANT TO HEAR THE BLADE CUT TROUGH
I WANT FEEL THE BLOOD HIT MY FACE
I WANT TO SEE THE TYRANT FAAAAAAALLL.

WHY DO WE HESITATE
TO DROP THE BLADE UPON THEIR NECK
WHY DO WE FEEL SO BAD
TOO SEE THEIR HEAD ROLL OF THE DECK
WE SHOULD NEVER BE AFRAID
TO SPILL THE BLOOD OF OUR ENEMIES
LET’S EMBRACE THIS PRECIOUS MOMENT
TO TAKE THE LIFE OF A SPADE
AS THEIR SOULS WILL BE HELL BENT
FLESH WILL WITHER AND FADE

I WANT TO SEE THE AXE GO DOWN
I WANT TO HEAR THE BLADE CUT TROUGH
I WANT FEEL THE BLOOD HIT MY FACE
I WANT TO SEE THE TYRANT FAAAAAAALLL.