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As I write this declaration of sentiment
I feel the lightest cut of a blade upon my neck
For should this fall into the hands of Robespierre
My head shall go, bloodshed everywhere

But listen, my Frenchmen!
A call of rebellion do I send
For our families we must defend
Or a life in terror will they spend

Oh Louis, brave Louis!
How honorably you did meet your fate
Please! Do not wait at heaven's gate
For you died at the hands of madness and hate

Have you all lost sight of your destiny?
When the Bastille you did take
After your Tennis Court Oath you did make
Did you fight for the murder we see today?

Watch closely, France, this dangerous man
For in sight there is no end
If Robespierre does what he intends
To Hell all of France shall soon descend