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