Remember, the gunpowder, treason and plot,
House of Commons and so-called Lords forgot.
Welcome to the future, the year is now 2075,
Powers and principalities crash and collide.
Journey into oblivion, a one world government,
Elitists have us all bound, pickaxing at cement.
Loud fireworks on the 5th are a distant memory,
November of yesteryears, a good meal with family,
Freedom never been free in this sordid society.
Remember, we\'re like chickens on a huge farm,
An open air prison filled with anger and harm.