Song of hope during the struggling times of mother nature's wrath...
Lyrics
It's bright outside the suns fades away
Prophets sigh the countdown has begun
dark days blossom on the shore
Siren sounds everybody run
Searching for the sun
everybody run
the fat man hold the guns
Searching for the sun
Searching for the sun
everybody run
now we hold all the guns
Searching for the sun
Screams of rage
filter through halls
Firing squad shoot to mane the wealth
souls are swimming through the streets
people shout we will carry on
Searching for the sun
everybody run
the fat man holds the guns
Searching for the sun
As
they lay
the rubble to the ground
we build
the will
for us to carry on