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Hear me now, I doth protest
for on this night, forever rest
woe is me, fate so cruel
it is not I
that be the fool

Long now I’ve seen
this bitter end
the guillotine,
‘round the bend
on deaf ears, don’t let me fall
for my crime, oh so small

I see the rage in your eyes
why apostasy must you despise?
oh the gleam, oh so bright
beaming down from my towering plight

Too the ‘roo I plead my case
for my verdict, made in haste
in the lunette my neck doth nest
now I forever rest