Under the guillotine

Night

is over now it's dawn
your final day has begun
hear the steps on the floor
hear the sounds of the opened door
too proud to scream too proud to beg for mercy
you will die by the executioner's hand

under the guillotine

tears are running down your cheeks
as you see the axe of death
you were a prisoner didn't care about rules
now it's time to pay for the fools