Monsoon - Jorn

Black gold is pumping in the desert

People playing hazard with mother earth

Big discovery they’re drilling in the north sea

Draining what will soon be fortune to sell

There are signs in the weather

Nature is screaming at me and you… yeah

It’s gonna be now or never

There must be something that we can do

To change like the monsoon

White powder snorting up the noses

Clogging up the hoses till the system fails

Blood money crawling up the food chain

Putting on a good game craving fame

We are falling forever

They say that the angels will save just a few

We are born to endeavour

But the future of war is the vision we grew

Dying in the monsoon rain

New disorder under the Orion

Alligations flying we are on death row

Someones hacking messing with the program

Jamming all the airwaves to stop control

Like a flying reciever

I’m storing the knowledge of life as I go

I’m a walking believer

I stand and deliver with my heart and soul

As I blow like a monsoon