Night Is Over now It's Dawn your Final Day has Begun hear The Steps on The Floor hear The Sounds of The Opened Door too Proud To Scream too Proud To Beg For Mercy you Will Die By The Exicutioner's Hand
under The Guillotine
tears Are Running down Your Cheeks as You See the Axe Of Death you Were A Prisoner didn't Care About The Rules now It's Time to Pay For The Fools