원문 가사
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Time of terror, winds of death
extreme beheading with the sadists bourgeois
Robespierre, the incorruptible, man of the people
it kills to a Thermidor
Girondins
corrupted by the poison of Christ
in the sea of the lamentation, the pain increases,
Perforating death, I do not manage to feel the pain
deep like the cut of the Guillotine
Girondins and Jacobins on the God's veil
attorneys of distressed justice
discarded knowledge
Hidden idealist, in the edge of the world
Twilight of blood, this is the return
of the guillotine.
The way is you behead it,
run for the desert of fire,
and it is tortured by the Gods
the dead creature is his rotting body
his place was the guillotine
Of the terrors, all chained by the dead man
for madness of the " sophists ".
