The Weather New Model Army

We will not be satisfied, for there is nothing we cannot alter
Until we find a cure of death, until we walk upon the water
There came a time when I could make sense of nothing
I went down to a little shrine to wash away the sins I was carrying

There came a moment of absolution
The blessed light shone down from the heavens
Was just about the time that the gunmen burst in firing
It's pretty hard to think at all when all about is screaming
Electricity charge crackles in the air
The lightning is going to strike but we don't know where
Or when, we just know that it's coming

And we change just like the weather
The winds blow a little stronger
The high tide reaches a little further up the beach
And the sun burns hotter
And we all grow a little madder
As the pressure rises up a little higher
And you and I we just get harder
And the spaces between us wider

Now beauty and landscapes are what appear on the screen
Where the forests have been manicured and the oceans clean
Through the telescopic sights, the drones and the satellites
We can sit back in a chair and stalk our prey