歌词
High in a tower
feeding off the weak
A crown of flesh
A throne of bone and skin and teeth
Ripped from decadence
To face their sin and suffering
Engorging horrors
Drag them to the guillotine
Forced to their knees and pleading
From gouged out eyes they bleed
Nails ripped from fingers, screaming
The terror just beginning
Peel back their skin and see
The bones exposed beneath
Hooks pulling sinew
Puppet strings to make them dance for me
Drag them to the guillotine
Leaving their ears wide open
They can hear everything
The sound of horror forming
Bloodsoaked nightmares gurgling
Hardly a human anymore
In spirit and in form
Convulsing and contorting
Twitching bodies beg for more
Through my fingers
Intestines slipping
In their submission
I hear them whimpering
And in their final breaths
They're spared no moment for reflection
Gripping them by the neck
To ready them for death's reception
The blade is lifting high above
for all the world to see
This day of reckoning
Drag them to the ****ing guillotine
Drag them to the guillotine
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