Les Enragés Lyrics

all hail the holy guillotine
all hail the walls that keep us free
the dichotomy of ignorance and bliss
the justice that never ends in peace

the putrid smell of aristocracy haunts the corridors of your bureaucracy
the myths of competition plague your traditions
the masquerade of the republic. the betrayal of the public

freedom is nothing but a vain phantom
when one class of men can starve another with impunity
equality is nothing but a vain phantom when the rich,
through monopoly, exercise the right of life or death over their like.
Freedom light the way

but your time is slowly ticking
our bodies may be numb but they awaken
the sans-culottes shall rise again
our revolution shall come again
for the starving, for the meek
kill the masters, kill the rich
freedom light the way