This is not the end This is not the beginning, Just a voice like a riot Rocking every revision But you listen to the tone And the violent rhythm Though the words sound steady Something empty’s within ‘em We say Yeah! With fists flying up in the air Like we’re holding onto something That’s invisible there, ‘Cause we’re living at the mercy of The pain and the fear Until we dead it, Forget it, Let it all disappear. Waiting for the end to come Wishing I had strength to stand This is not what I had planned It’s out of my control…. Flying at...