Guillotine - Birds In Row

Holy great guillotine

I gave you a part of me

Not my head, not my chin

Holy great guillotine you ate

Almost all my dreams

I’m condemned to lose something I cherish

And to let it all go

In a mutual contentment

Watching the floor

Getting closer to my face

And there has been to trial

Something to get what happens to me

Nothing but silence

And to silence signs my end

Death to the guillotine

We lose and share

The emptiness of all passions and cares

In the end am I

Just allowed to breathe?

Among no head bodies

Other no head bodies

On our necks a better people would sail

And they would have fun for sure

And we would endure it without wanting to know more

My end will be where it’s supposed to be

My end will be where it’s supposed to be

I know