Na1 Lyrics - Singles - Medeia

The gift of cold fusion keeping us warm 

Casting color on grey below the black stratosphere 

We salute natrium 

We salute the natrium sun 

Oh no they went and scorched the skies 

But the power of guns has made us one 

Taking our troubles away below the yellowish-green glow 

We salute natrium 

We salute the natrium sun 

Assumptions are made illegal 

Speculations that indulge fear 

What is the relevance of these rules to the ones already condemned? 

Casting color on grey 

Taking our troubles away