History is just beginning
 It’s like leaves creating a canopy
 And, woven in the tapestry, my testimony
 ceremony of souls, a symphony of sounds of sounds and forms
 cacophony – I’ll 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