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

Can stop and pray for rain

We can march and beat the drum

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

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, oh yeah

The storm's about to, about to, about to rage

Hesitation is a hole in the head