He is unfit to rule Take up arms, we march tonight For the throne of England The Lord is at our side Burn the child, this is God's will It's time
We will burn it down The enemy at the gates This is the final stand of Lancaster They may bend and burn our walls But they will never break our souls
Overthrow the king Choose your rose and you will see your destiny set in stone Our country divided, the abysm of war God favours the pure, and will
We will burn it down The enemy at the gates This is the final stand of Lancaster They may bend and burn our walls But they will never break our
