Only ever beginning, no end in sight No need to stress the finish Just rest on knowing you still in the ranks Stay up, stay woke, strongest yet to insight Such commotion, disturbing the faux-peace The lambs have hid behind, For fear of being seen Or probably more so, to escape The Beast. So what is one to do, When the Big Reveal is finally awaiting at the Mirror, What do you do, Soldier? Buck up and move closer, open up and see clearer? Bet they didnt tell you your j]] ury was a mirror So just what do you do? Wheen for so long the fight waged on, Ever strong, a zealot, But fool you been foolin you for so long, somebody had to tell it The Truth, what will it do to you? Cheah, just what will you do? Turns out The Beast is YOU When in fact, as it turns out, the Beastis YOU.