[Verse 1]
Shut your mouth !
Only sadness holds us back
It's all anger, it’s all venom
Fuck your pretty songs and your sharks
All our drunkenness has faded
Libertarian bodies in the palm of your hands
May Robespierre be a witness
I could see you with one less head
Anger devours me and the end is coming
Apathy lodges itself at the corner of my hopes
Humanity dries up in the corner of their eyes when
Immunity comes with power
I can't sleep, I'm afraid for my siblings
Blood on our laughter, tears in our arteries
Fuck all your smiles, thеy reek of abuse
I’d like to enlargе them, with a knife like the Joker
[Pre-Chorus]
I don't even want to debate
Anger wants to fuck it all up
Destabilize the State
Tear down the banks and borders
Take a minister at random
Give them a haircut like Louis XVI
Just to remind Gérald
Of our fucking French traditions
[Chorus]
Guillotine, guillotine, guillotine, guillotine, guillotine, guillotine
Guillotine, guillotine, guillotine, guillotine, guillotine, guillotine
Guillotine, guillotine, guillotine, guillotine, guillotine, guillotine
Guillotine, guillotine, guillotine, guillotine, guillotine, guillotine
[Bridge]
(Fear of power and fear of death)
[Verse 2]
And I'm a tadpole that dies in chlorine
My sad keyboards are crying rivers of tears
I'm losing control and I'm losing my mind
Fear of power and fear of death
[Pre-Chorus 2]
I don't even want to debate
Anger wants to fuck it all up
Destabilize the State
Tear down the banks and borders
Take a minister at random
Give them a haircut like Louis XVI
Just to remind Gérald
Of our fucking French traditions
[Refrain 2]
Guillotine, guillotine, guillotine, guillotine, guillotine
Guillotine, guillotine, guillotine, guillotine, guillotine, guillotine
Guillotine, guillotine, guillotine, guillotine, guillotine, guillotine
Guillotine, guillotine, guillotine, guillotine, guillotine, guillotine
[Chorus 3]
Trading a little relevance for a little violence, for a little high, for a little existence
Because our smiles are erased by scrolling announcements, opinions of the powerful, and strenuous demonstrations
Workers' commodity I don't want status, let me be labeled as a drifter, I don’t want to sell myself
There’s nothing that can appease growing anger, a cry coming from the shadows, muffled by the cop
[Pre-Chorus 3]
(Guillotine, guillotine, guillotine, guillotine, guillotine, guillotine
Guillotine, guillotine, guillotine, guillotine, guillotine, guillotine)
[Chorus 3]
Guillotine ! Guillotine ! Guillotine ! Guillotine !
Guillotine ! Guillotine ! Guillotine ! Guillotine !
Guillotine ! Guillotine ! Guillotine ! Guillotine !
Guillotine, guillotine, guillotine, guillotine, guillotine, guillotine, guillotine
(Brain searches for guillotine)