They build their towers high, thinking they're untouchable,
But every empire falls, even the indestructible.
Power in their hands, but it's slipping through the cracks,
They take from the weak, but we're coming to take it back.
Behind their smiles, there's fear they try to hide,
But we see through the lies, no more swallowing our pride.
They sit on thrones, thinking they're divine,
But when the people rise, they'll fall in line.
Whispers in the dark, planning their escape,
But the chains they forged, no one can escape.
It's not a warning, it's a prophecy in play,
Their reign is ending, and there's hell to pay.
The blade's coming down, it's already been set,
No time to run, no time to forget.
In the end, they'll see what they've done,
And there's no hiding from what's begun.
They hide in their mansions, behind gates and walls,
But when the night falls, they'll hear the calls.
They've taken too much, but enough is enough,
We're coming for the kings, it's about to get rough.
They think they're safe, playing their games,
But in the end, it's all going up in flames.
They feast on gold while we starve on the streets,
But the tables are turning, feel the heat.
No more silence, no more control,
We're coming for the throne, and we're taking it whole.
The guillotine's ready, the stage is set,
Their time is over, it's time to collect the debt.
The blade's coming down, it's already been set,
No time to run, no time to forget.
In the end, they'll see what they've done,
And there's no hiding from what's begun.
No more lies, no more deceit,
The people have spoken, feel the defeat.
The truth is a weapon, sharper than steel,
And when it's unleashed, they'll know it's real.
They've ruled for too long, thinking they're the best,
But the people are waking, no time to rest.
It's not about hate, it's not about revenge,
It's about justice, time to make amends.
They thought they could hide behind their wealth and power,
But even the tallest walls can crumble in an hour.
The guillotine waits, with no remorse,
It's not personal, it's just the course.
They had their chance, but greed took hold,
Now the story ends, the truth unfolds.
No more kings, no more crowns,
When the people rise, the mighty fall down.
It's a reckoning, long overdue,
And when it's over, we'll start anew.
The guillotine's coming, and it's not just a dream,
It's the end of an era, the end of their scheme.
The blade's coming down, it's already been set,
No time to run, no time to forget.
In the end, they'll see what they've done,
And there's no hiding from what's begun.