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

When desperation'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


Hesitation is a hole in the head