- Before He'll Kill You - The Guillotine

Who has just torn out my heart?
Who can afford the one?
What a bloody guillotine
Takes my memories to cut?
Slappy trees, abandoned parks
Gloomy concrete towns
Lonely heads of lovely people
I've been shown in all my life
Veins of blood as red as wine
Not so long ago
Drunken gaze of summer nights
Baby help me, you must know

Touch me now, wrench me now, save my life

What's the reason, what's the cause?
Not a fate coincidence?
That's my private century's end
I should raise my voice against

Who has filled my mouth with laughter
Put great fear into my eyes
Tell me 'bout those bloody ideas
Are all gallows eaten by mice?
God is born, but I am dying
What a hopeless case, oh my
Sitting lonely among strangers
Waiting for his airy sign
Hearing fairy-tales of madness
Taking all my breath away
Time for despair
Time for sadness
Clowns must choose another way

Touch me now, wrench me now, save my life

Hope for certitude? That is uncertain
Touch my bitter faith? That is unfaithful
Think about me fair? So unfair
Shoot into my thoughts? Go ahead

Shoot me! Shoot me! Shoot me down!!!

What's the reason, what's the cause?
Not a fate coincidence?
That's my private century's end
I should raise my voice against!