J.N. Macawell - Guillotine

Are we going to take this sitting Down while the king and the queen Are in their palace
Partying
We are on the streets dying, I say no More, we storm the palace, demand The head of the
Queen, and take the power from the King and return it to the hands of the people
We are France, we take no Prisoners, vive la revolution
Oh father, I can hear it now, oh, the Screams of the peasants are Reverberating, eerily off these walls, Help me now, I know it's been a long Time since I've been down on my
Knees, asking for your help, oh god, I've done no different than any other King or queen
So I ask that you save me from the , Guillotine
I'm begging you lord above, send a Sign, that
You are hearing me, like a dove or a Rainbow, cause I can't stop them, if they storm in
Here, oh god, why do my people want me dead
Oh father, I can hear it now, oh, the Scream of the peasants are Reverberating, eerily off these walls, Help me now, I know it's been a long Time since I've been down on my
Knees, asking for your help, oh god, I've done no different than any other King or queen
So I ask that you save me from the Guillotine, oh, my people want me Dead, so I ask that you
Save me from the guillotine, I've Done no different than any other king or queen, so I ask that
You save me from the guillotine

Written by:
Jaelon McKnight

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