Martin Luther

On the eve of All Saints Day
The year was 1517
Absolution paved the way
A piece of silver set you free
But one man stood from the rest
Was compelled to confess
I’m gonna light me on fire
Flames of Truth are burning me
(Oh, oh, they’re burning)
I’m gonna light me a fire
The world will come to see
This Truth that’s changing me
The chapel ceiling’s austere
No man would dare question Rome
The superstition and fear
Was filled with fairies and gnomes
The door of Wittenburg
The Truth was finally heard
I’m gonna light me on fire
Flames of Truth are burning me
(Oh, oh, they’re burning)
I’m gonna light me a fire
The world will come to see
This Truth that sets you free
I cannot, I will not recant
I cannot, I will not recant
Here I stand
Five centuries have come and gone
His flame has not been forgotten, no
'Cause today, I sing His song
The Mighty Fortress is our God
With growing certainty
This Truth prevails in me
Now, I’m gonna light me on fire
Flames of Truth are burning me
(Oh, oh, they’re burning)
I’m gonna light me a fire
The world will come to see
This Truth that sets you free
Well, I’m gonna light me on fire
Flames of Truth are burning me
(Oh, oh, they’re burning)
I’m gonna light me a fire
The world will come to see
The Truth that sets me free
(This Truth)
I’m gonna light me on fire
Flames of Truth are burning me
(Oh, oh, they’re burning)
I’m gonna light me a fire
The world will come to see
The Truth that sets me free
(This Truth)
(I'm gonna light me on fire)
Yeah, yeah