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Lyrics
Verse 1
They opened gates without a care,
To unvetted hordes from everywhere.
They pledged control, we cast our votes,
They broke their word, they slit our throats.
New tongues, new laws, strange foreign ways,
In streets where children used to play.
Chorus 1
Not my government, not my king—
I don’t owe them anything.
They sold their souls, ignored our pleas,
But Britain still belongs to me.
The church bells fade, the skyline shifts,
But hearts like mine will never drift.
Verse 2
We welcomed guests who came to blend,
But the rules were never meant.
Strangers flood in, no questions asked—
No common bond, no common past.
They build apart, they claim their own,
While we are told to mind our tone.
Chorus 2
Not my government, not my king—
They’ve turned their backs on everything.
No mandate gave them the right to take
The land our fathers died to make.
The soil still speaks, the rivers see—
That Britain belongs to me.
Bridge
They call it progress, mock our fears,
But we’ve seen it fail for many years.
Enclaves rise where law won’t tread,
And England bows her weary head.
But we remember, we still stand—
This is our ancient, sacred land.
Final Chorus
Not my government, not my king—
The crown's a cage, but just for him,
From Yorkshire moors to London’s spires,
We stoke the old ancestral fires.
By truth, by blood, by memory—
Britain still belongs to me.
Details
GeneratedAug 2, 2025
Duration3:42
LanguageEnglish
Style
English accent, Punk live
Credits
Prompt byDreamyJunction482
ModelAria v4
