In the gloomy lighting
of the Gothic hall
frightened pawnbrokers
gaze into the missals
and horde of the murderers
demands a blessing,
after all - the first of the knights
is his Majesty the Headsman,
a-a-a, the first of the knights
is his Majesty the Headsman
The priest-devil who celebrates the mass
has got a stole made of noose,
beneath the purple surplice
is a bottle of vitriol,
the scent of sulfur from the mortars
flows up to the red cowl
of first of the knights,
lo - his Majesty the Headsman
first of the knights,
lo - his Majesty the Headsman
On the national banner
is the emblem with a guillotine,
made from the razor wire,
it smells of rotting meat,
land nests the unkindness of ravens,
nation is ruled by the executioner
King kneels before Satan,
looks forward for a scepter,
and mob beneath the plane tree
foretells an advice of the wise,
and the crowd of heretics
is rejoicing and cheering,
after all - the first of the knights
is his Majesty the Headsman,
a-a-a, the first of the knights
is his Majesty the Headsman
On the street corner
a murderer is preaching about the morality,
in front of the prison gates
the guards are patrolling,
on the soldier armor
is vividly written in black
that first of the knights
is his Majesty the Headsman,
a-a-a, that first of the knights
is his Majesty the Headsman
Above the government palace
soars a banner with the guillotine,
children like the ice cream cones,
judges were angry at them,
they had an ice cream man killed
Horrible was this country
when you had to watch
how they forbade to write
and forbade to sing,
and it wasn't enough for them -
they ordered children
to pray the way it was wished by
his Majesty the Headsman,
a-a-a, to pray the way it was wished by
his Majesty the Headsman
With a grin Devil saw
a share for everyone,
son hated his father,
brother harmed his brother,
only a death's-head hawkmoth
is floating above that land
where in the circle of empty heads
dwells his Majesty the Headsman,
a-a-a, where in the circle of empty heads
dwells his Majesty the Headsman.