History is just beginning
It's like leaves creating a canopy
And, woven in the tapestry, my testimony
A ceremony of souls, a symphony of sounds and forms
A cacophony will keep that energy

I'll keep that energy flowing through the whole range of me
So you can focus on the rage in me
And my obituary?
Well, I'm re-writing it every second, every century

Well, I'm re-writing it

History is just beginning