SHADOWS OF THE GUILLOTINE

What goes through a Kings mind when facing his own execution.

SHADOWS OF THE GUILLOTINE.
(The last days of king Louie)

In my cell I wait for death
As time itself takes a breath
Summoning forth my final day
Alone I sit, alone I pray.

On my knees i convulse with fear
Shaking and broken the time is near.
My final day, a sentence due
The blade and I must see this through.

In the distance I hear their steps
Against my will I place my bet.
Bested by their violent hand
A true fight for life, I made my stand.

Into the tunnel I am lead
The mob assembles, they want me dead.
Looking out I feel their rage
As I'm dragged upon the stage.

I kick and fight til I can't no more
Timber and steel prepare for war
This mechanism of pain and death
My head surrendered, I take a breath

I close my eyes one last time
I think about what's left behind.
The pin removed, the blade it drops
Within a moment my Heart it stops.

My body defiled, a soul set free
The people have spoken,
Good bye King Louie