Face Yourself - Guillotine lyrics
[Face Yourself - Guillotine lyrics]
A metallic sound scratching on the floor
Majestic object of death awaiting
For your fate a public death
A funeral show we will attend
Heads will roll as the crowd
Screams for justice
The truth lies in the blood of nobility
The people are no longer afraid
To seek for it
The darkness falls as the serrated blade
Await's for death's chilling call
Decapitation's dance a macabre sight
Blood moon hangs low on the stage of doom
Where malevolence flows
No mercy, no reprievе
For souls stained with sin
Your sins have caught up
Therе's a debt to be met
Savage hunger, craving red
The guillotine claims souls to keep
Screams of vengeance echoes in the night
Rising from the depths, a symphony of fright
Blackened hearts tremble the blade descends
Piercing the guilty where
Darkness never mends
Metallic object of death cold and profound
In the hands of the
Executioner lies your fate
As revolution begins
The national razor will fall
A life's final moment we will face
Blade of deliverance, gift of a last breath
Le batard doit saigner
De ton sang ta dette sera payée
Dragged by the feet through
These deconstructed streets
A spillage of anger to meet your defeat
Our judgment await's for you to embrace
Your existence is snuffed out
When the blade decollates
Vous êtes condamnés à une mort sans retour
Par cette exécution votre âme sera salit
Le peuple sera témoin de votre fin
De votre sang votre dette sera payée
Qu'on lui coupe la tête
Majestic object of death awaiting
For your fate a public death
A funeral show we will attend
Heads will roll as the crowd
Screams for justice
The truth lies in the blood of nobility
The people are no longer afraid
To seek for it
The darkness falls as the serrated blade
Await's for death's chilling call
Decapitation's dance a macabre sight
Blood moon hangs low on the stage of doom
Where malevolence flows
No mercy, no reprievе
For souls stained with sin
Your sins have caught up
Therе's a debt to be met
Savage hunger, craving red
The guillotine claims souls to keep
Screams of vengeance echoes in the night
Rising from the depths, a symphony of fright
Blackened hearts tremble the blade descends
Piercing the guilty where
Darkness never mends
Metallic object of death cold and profound
In the hands of the
Executioner lies your fate
As revolution begins
The national razor will fall
A life's final moment we will face
Blade of deliverance, gift of a last breath
Le batard doit saigner
De ton sang ta dette sera payée
Dragged by the feet through
These deconstructed streets
A spillage of anger to meet your defeat
Our judgment await's for you to embrace
Your existence is snuffed out
When the blade decollates
Vous êtes condamnés à une mort sans retour
Par cette exécution votre âme sera salit
Le peuple sera témoin de votre fin
De votre sang votre dette sera payée
Qu'on lui coupe la tête