Remember, remember, the 5th of November, the Gunpowder Treason and plot;
I know of no reason why Gunpowder Treason should ever be forgot.
I am the son of fire, and I survived a thousand kinds of hell
They’ve taken everything, all that I ever cared for, ever had
But there’s a last inch of me, and that’s my own dignity
No force in heaven or hell can ever take it away, ‘cause I am free!
Your time is over, and so is mine
We're at the end of the line
Our revolution has just begun
But my revenge now is done
Revenge is done!
There is no flesh and no blood
Behind this mask to kill
For I’m not a man, not anymore!
Ideas are bulletproof
You cannot shoot or stab them, they will endure, and so will I!
People should not be afraid of their own leaders no more
It’s leaders that have to learn to be afraid of us all, ‘cause we are free!
Guy Fawkes, Guy Fawkes, 'twas his intent
to blow up the King and Parliament.
Three score barrels of powder below,
Poor old England to overthrow
