[Music: M. Petrozza] [Lyrics: M. Petrozza]
proud to beg for mercy You will die by the executioner's hand Under the guillotine Under the guillotine Under the guillotine Under the guillotine Under the guillotine Under the guillotine
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 exicutioner's hand Under The Guillotine
floor Hear the sounds Of the opened door Too proud to scream To proud to beg for mercy You will die By the executioner's hand Under the guillotine
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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
The Fire is burning in his eyes They say hes crazy, but that's just a lie He doesn't care if you live or die He likes to torture, He laughs when you
Some hundred years ago, vigilantes ruled in town They set the laws around, none could hunt them down They were the sons of dark, children of the master
sure die in a guillotine Time to pay for your sins, now you die - guillotine Time to pray to your god, no escape He'll pull your head down in under
All dressed in black, I'm searching for victims Don't follow my track To look for my pray, I lurk in the shadows To torture and slay Lonely at night,
Nuclear attack, 2001, total disaster Atomic bomb, will hit the ground No life after Innocent death, is what they get This ain't no game Horrible screams
