The Surge

There's nothing you haven't heard before
They're just the facts of the background noise
Run for your life when the bell tolls your time

People will run some will follow you
But you're always tried for the things you do
Riding the Surge is a test of your nerve

Ride It Out

These cities can stand proud and stay intact
But they'll be torn down now in seconds flat
Running around with their heads in the clouds

Making amends now for nature's revenge...
Ride It Out

(The wicked rain will come ... write our epitaph
Overcome by the surge...
when the darkness comes you will the power of her wrath) *

This is like nothing you've seen before
It's not a drill this is all out war
Run you can try but there's nowhere to hide

Look to the skies while they're watching their backs
Best try to leave now it's time to make tracks

Ride It Out
Ride It Out



Credits
Writer(s): Eric Pastore, Pete Trewavas
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