Ohh No bread Let cake Theres end to what They'll Flaunt of Nob le birth Wash in to the earth But They're march ing to Bast ille Day La Guillo tine will claim bloody prize Free the dung eons of the in o cent the king has kneeled let his king dom rise Ohh Blood vet dir ty lace Nak ed fear on ev ery face See them heads As we would as they rode by and we're march ing to Bast ille day La Guillo tine will claim her bloody prize Sing oh cho irs of ca co phon y the king has kneeled to let his kingdom rise Less ons taught but nev er learned all a round us ang er burns Guide fu ture by the past long a go the mold was cast For they marched to Bast ille day La Guillo tine claimed prize hear the ech ohs of the cen tur ies pow er is' nt all that mon ey buys