Hesitation is a hole in the head And contradiction buys you time A battle worth winning is a battle worth losing Sometimes revolution is kind
We can stop and pray for rain Or we can march and beat the drum But the storm’s about to rage
He who speaks loudly will surely be heard But a whisper cannot be ignored Heaven and hell are one and the same Whendesperation’s all you can afford
Knowing all along The truth will overcome And the storm’s about to rage About to rage
Anger and tears Will wash away our fears
Some pages in history will surely be burned Revisions are not always wrong Time to discover what’s really, really, really right Instead of what makes us feel strong
Blood is on your hands But it’s what the part demands The storm’s about to rage About to rage Storm’s about to rage About to rage