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On a storm cloud bound for the end of time

The sun turns grey and paints the overcast sky shades of night

Riding the rainbow on a coffin cloud, enveloping the stars in a shroud

Who are you to rule over another?

Lord over many by way of caste

People are hopelessly cruel to each other

We never learn from the past

Fauna of Terra Forma flee their biomes

To escape the ravenous tides of famine and drought

Politicians and passive income parasites own five homes

When those who have none are shut out

Coffin cloud, coffin cloud, money makes the world go around

Coffin cloud, coffin cloud, man will burn the earth cause it's already been drowned

Coffin cloud, coffin cloud, watch people panic in a crowd

Coffin cloud, coffin cloud, drain the world and turn it upside down

Planet Earth is taking one harsh rip

Everyone will be on one bad trip

We'll be left to fight amongst ourselves

While the rich escape on a rocket ship