On the eve of All Saints Day The year was 1517 Absolution paved the way A piece of silver set you free One man stood from the rest Was compelled to confess I'm gonna light me on fire Flames of Truth are burning me I'm gonna light me on 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 cannot, I will not recant Here I stand Five centuries have come and gone His faith has not b