Of Days When Blades Turned Blunt - Asphyx Lyrics




According to this calender

Nine thermidor, year two

Age of the national razor

Humane mass-murdering tool



Executioner'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 repression

And the beheadings that occurred



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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