Klowds - Gonjasufi

Look to the sky

I see clouds

Look to the sun but I see clouds

Covering our skies

Look to the sky but I see clouds

Covering our sun

This is the result of our own

Wicked association

Surrounded by the fear and doubt

That lies within these wicked ones

All our lives they draw their knives

This is not our home

We are strangers unto this foreign land

Take head brothers and sisters, as these snakes breed

It’s not our home, it’s not

It is

It’s not our home, it is

It’s not our home

It’s not our home

In the beginning was the WORD

Then came light

Heard through the night