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On a distant horizon is where she stands
for all the world to see her, no lady in waiting at hand
forged in finest metal, craftsmrn built her frame
she has no exceptions to who she puts to shame

Would you like to meet Madame Guillotine?
a lady of fame, a bloody mystery
when the news is read don’t lose your head
Would you like to meet Madame Guillotine?

Standing to attention wind through her frame
a razor guilded edge ready to make her claim
shadows starting to overcast she waits for you
pay for your last request, wave goodbye to red, white and blue

Would you like to meet Madame Guillotine?
a lady of fame, a bloody mystery
when the news is read don’t lose your head
Would you like to meet Madame Guillotine?

What you gonna do when she calls for you?
will you meet her face to face and kiss her blade?
with a transfixed glare she doesn’t care
It’s your blood she wants to taste you only have yourself to blame

Now your hours near the drum begins to roll
staring at the enormity it captivates your soul
she has her pride and glory, they march up to their fate
A mindless worthless destiny
sends them crashing through Hell’s black gate

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