Of Days When Blades Turned Blunt
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Lyrics
According to this calender Nine thermidor, year two Age of the national razor Humane mass-murdering tool Execurtioner's grinning As the axe comes down Swift smooth separation Off goes another crown Thus kings and queens convicted Like marie-antoinette Her mug too in the basket By pulling the lunette Sentenced by thousands Under "la grande terreur" A dark tale of represson And the beheadings that occured Pre-eminent symbol For blood the masses roar Indomitable justice The crowd demanding more Square of decapitations Place de revolution Where severed faces murmur Of days when blades turned blunt
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Song Details
- Duration
- 03:22
- Key
- 11
- Tempo
- 88 BPM