I've got a hat on my head
and the Son on my side,
so I don't fear the reign at all.
Because the Son did rise,
and the reign will fall,
the regin will fall.

The warming Son fuels the hope inside of me
and shelters me from the clouds that come
with the reign; that try to hide
the loving light that the son has shone for all.

The reign brings fear to our land
prompting tears from almost every man,
and while the reign pours over all,
it only whets those in the clouds.
The one thing that the reign can't do
is wash the Son, away from you.

The tears of reign which are shed,
are never loosed by selfish men.
They're the one ones who seed the reign
with dreams of power in their brains.

One thing though, of which I'm sure--
is this reign will not endure,
and one day soon, the clouds will part
and the Son of God will warm our hearts.