Cloud



While aware the hour

Into something new

Throw away the flowers

They make you feel blue

Throwing stones at stranger

Waiting for the fight

Throwing stones at birds who struggle to take flight.



[Chorus]

I am a dark cloud swelling with hate

I am a dark cloud swelling with hate.



Get it out your system

Get it out of you

Send them home with blisters

Send the home with truth

Send them away the daughters

Blind them with your hoove try to save the daughters

Try to sell the news 



[Chorus x3]



[Instrumental]



[Chorus x2]