Hell's Forecast

Digital heat waves, sky's on fire

Boys in the booth, take it higher

Weather's wrath, we can't escape

Hell’s in the forecast, no escape

Beat drops like a rising sun

Fever’s climbin’, none outrun

Deep rasps, male voices clash

Summers melting, feeling the flash

Sky’s turnin’ red, no retreat

Weather’s tyrant on repeat

Weatherman from hell’s in town

Burning oil and making us drown

Weatherman from hell, heat's insane

Rising hotter, feel the pain

Storms are brewing, skies ablaze

Yearning for a cooler phase

Lightning strikes, the earth it roars

Burning streets, it’s all the same chores

Freeze the chaos, hold the line

In this furnace, we redefine

Digital heat waves fade away

Hope for coolness, brand new day