An idea of dread that democracy's dead
Floods their heads in a cesspit of waste
Could common sense prevail today?
But I still cling to what hope can bring
A ballot paper underneath my arm
Still vows are slurred, incapable of concern
They say a cure would deter our hearts
They're guillotine obscene
With their heads trapped in the wood
They're guillotine obscene
And you'd free them if you could
White flags are ablaze in parade of ghouls
Failed by public schools
Aghast, masked and laid off
And some sort of relation to you
These cold voices breath life into disconnected lives
And I can't find the line that's been refined
They're guillotine obscene
With their heads trapped in the wood
They're guillotine obscene
And you'd free them if you could
Will you?
They parade where the streets are filthy
Ignorance will find them guilty
They leave me with no direction
Just sex, sweat & deception