Ryan Miracle - Still They Don't Believe Lyrics

Dark stormy clouds a-rollin' in
The weather's on its way
The birds and bees safe in their trees
No dawn will break today
And a finger of god comes a-whistlin'
Right through your home town
A sinister usurper here
To free you of your doubt

And we cry 'Nay!'
As we curse the rising sun
And all the scientists
Predict the damage done
And we cry 'Nay!'
As we integrate within
Implanting our technology so
We won't fear the end

Dark smoky clouds a-rollin' in
We're packing up the van
With documents and valuables
To attempt to race the wind
An hour of desperation
Followed by a traffic jam
Then the sky turned the color of the
Gates of Hell
And the town reduced to sand

Still we cry 'Nay!'
And we curse the rising sun
Let all the scientists
Survey the damage done
And we cry 'Nay!'
As we integrate within
Implanting our technology so
We won't fear the end

Dark stormy waves a-rollin' in
They're lapping at your door
They used to just come to the beach
But there ain't no beach no more
The vestiges of neighborhoods
Who couldn't pay to leave
Savings drained and lives destroyed
And still they don't believe

As we cry 'Nay!'
And curse the rising sun
Make all the scientists
Reverse the damage done
And we'll cry 'Nay!'
As we fail to make a change
And all of our technology
Laid low by wind and rain