Foot To The Throat lyrics

Virginia death threat, Virginia creeper vine.
The hands that feed intent, choke the purpose of this time.
Take all that you can give, and i will make it mine
No care for what you`ve spent, even fool`s gold has it`s shine

Never held down, never restrainted.
Virtue`s foot to the throat,
free of broken chains.
Thus always to tyrants,
Laugh at the conquered, the victims now betray.

And in this Commonwealth,
There`s merely a common concer for self.
We hold these lies to be self-evident,
As the dividends will reflect.
And in this Commonwealth,
There`s merely a common concern for self.
The coffers have long run dry

Never held down, never restrainted.
Virtue`s foot to the throat,
free of broken chains.
Thus always to tyrants,
Laugh at the conquered, the victims now betray.

Like a bull in a China shop,
But the shelves have all been cleared.
A thief in an empty vault,
The sheep already sheared
A screen door on a submarine,
An eagle with a broken wing,
Hope in a dead man`s dream,
The sound of a bell
that will never ring

You`re just wasting time