Medeia - Na1 lyrics

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