Burn One Third - Patrick Henry lyrics

This is no time for ceremony For my part I consider it nothing less then our own destiny Shall i hold my tongue with fear of giving offence if so i think myself myself guilty of treason its natural to man to indulge in hope we're apt to illusion disguise the painful truth Trust not those words for they'll prove a snare at your feet betrayal by sour kisses suffer not yoursleves Give me liberty or give me d**h is life so dear or peace so sweet give me liberty or give me d**h dont know their course but as for me liberty or d**h there is time for hope if we wish to be free shall we gather our strength just to dither in the phantoms of (hope) theres no retreat but in bow and knee it is now too late the war is set is course and so let it come