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Nostalgic For Guillotines - BoySetsFire

Breathe

Breathe in the burning air then sigh

Be relieved there's nothing there

We were free long before your free advice

Now the flags they will burn in paradise

Rest your head here

Feed our nation for us please

And retreat to the back

Of our lines for your needs

As the blade is raised thoughts

Get clearer now

What if dreams that you had

Came crashing down

Would you change or erase the memory

Of the day oh the day you made us bleed

Rest your head here

Feed our nation for us please

And retreat to the back of our

Lines for your needs

We sew the seeds upon your grave

So you know you'll feed us either way

If you're frightened of dying

And then you're holding on

You'll see devils tearing

Your life away

But if you've made your peace

Then the devils are really angels

Freeing you from the earth

Wash away your sins and begin again

Resurrection from empty hands

Back against the wall watch

Your tower fall

To the ground with your head

Time to move on

Your power is gone

It's your turn to run

Your hour has come

Let the blade fall

We'll feed our nation as we please

As you grieve our children will

Dance in the streets

We've sewn the seeds about your grave

So you know you'll feed us either way

And the meek shall inherit the earth