Guy Fawkes
We're walking through the cellar
In the middle of the night
Holding in my shaking hand
A box of dynamite
Guards are up above me
They're searching all the rooms
They're holding flaming torches
Just lighting up the gloom
Walking down that corridor
Their armor shining bright
I'm hiding in a corner
Tomorrow night's the night
We're crawling through the dungeon
Among the dirt, dust and smell
I'm gonna use this gun powder
To blow the government to hell
Followers are waiting
With powder kegs galore
Standing in Big Ben's shadow
Just hiding from the law
Walking down that corridor
Their armor shining bright
I'm hiding in a corner
Tomorrow night's the night
We're back down in the cellar
We lay the fuses down
We hear the guards approaching
Our hearts begin to pound
Voices getting louder
They're getting very near
The flame gets my attention
As it dances on his spear
Walking down that corridor
Their armor shining bright
I'm hiding in a corner
Tomorrow night's the night
They suddenly start to rush us
And now all hell breaks loose
I know I've got to win this fight
To escape the hangman's noose
Friends lying there dying
Around the bloodstained floor
They lead me down the walkway
To the torture chamber door
Drag me across the big room
They tie me to the rack
The torturer turned the big wheel
They tried to break my back
They asked me for a confession
They want one right away
A sympathizer has the plans
To use another day