Flames of the free, just come and take me
After I burn it will be your turn


Ancient tales tell how life began in the ice and flames of the old world
Burning
Recent times tell of trial and error, the reign of terror will soon be

Turning

Cages of fear that the future holds nothing but our dismal past with a

Vengeance

Flames of the free, just come and take me

Out of deep desperation
After I burn it will be your turn
For the good of our nation

Flames of the free, just come and take me
Let me fall in the fire
After I burn it will be your turn

To be cast on the pyre

Worn out is your welcome when subjects would rather fry than linger

In a world of this heedless hunger desire for freedom grows only stronger

Burning is better when men have been utterly bereft of hope in the future


Flames of the free, just come and take me
Out of deep desperation

After I burn it will be your turn
For the good of our nation
Flames of the free, just come and take me

Let me fall in the fire
After I burn it will be your turn
To be cast on the pyre