A country controlled
By terror and lies
Seeks for redemption
To save their lives
Blood on the crosses
People with fear
Hide in their places
Drowning in tears
A man with a mask
Sworn to his knives
Lives in ideas
Lives in disguise
A man with a mask
Arises from past
A man with a mask
To save us at last
Always remember
The 5th of November
The gunpowder treason and plot
I know of no reason
Why gunpowder treason
Should ever be forgot
The only solution
No god on our side
Now seems revolution
Like November tide
V is the letter
Vengeance the goal
Light to the ignorant
Death to our foe
We’re an idea
That will never fade
Blood red our vision
Burning in rage
Burn down their flags
All symbols of hate
Burn down the parliament
Death is their fate
Παρασκευή 4 Νοεμβρίου 2011
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