Lyrics

**(Verse 1)**
The winds howled like banshees, tearing through our core,
Helene and Milton, a tempest of war.
They clawed at our cities, left nothing but pain,
In the aftermath, we stood in the rain.
From Florida’s coast to Carolina’s embrace,
Our homes turned to ashes, our lives lost in space.
Death lingered in shadows, and cries filled the air,
Families shattered, yet our leaders weren’t there.

**(Chorus)**
Where do we turn when the storms rage and howl?
When the skies turn black, and the thunder groans foul?
FEMA’s nowhere to be found, our leaders turned cold,
They promised us help, but their lies left us sold.
From the ruins, our fury ignites like a fire,
With voices united, we rise in our ire.

**(Verse 2)**
North Carolina wept, her spirit laid bare,
While Biden and Harris played games unaware.
They spoke of compassion, yet turned a blind eye,
As the death toll kept rising, we gasped our last sigh.
In towns once thriving, now echoes of grief,
While our cries for assistance fell on deaf belief.
“Just mere mudslides,” they said, brushing aside,
The wreckage of homes, where our loved ones had died.

**(Chorus)**
Where do we turn when the storms rage and howl?
When the skies turn black, and the thunder groans foul?
FEMA’s nowhere to be found, our leaders turned cold,
They promised us help, but their lies left us sold.
From the ruins, our fury ignites like a fire,
With voices united, we rise in our ire.

**(Bridge)**
As the debris settled, the anger took flight,
Families in mourning, their futures dimmed tight.
"We’re liars," they claimed, as they danced in their lies,
While we mourned our losses, with tears in our eyes.
With every false promise, our patience wore thin,
While they dined on fine dinners, we fought just to win.
With hearts heavy laden, our spirits enraged,
We took to the streets, demanding the stage.

For every life lost, for every home gone,
We gathered in numbers, our voices a song.
“Biden, Harris, where is the aid you swore,
When we cried for your help, when we begged for more?”
They called us deceivers, dismissed our despair,
While the storm's bitter truth hung thick in the air.
With signs held high, our demands were clear,
“We won’t be forgotten; we will persevere!”

Where do we turn when the storms rage and howl?
When the skies turn black, and the thunder groans foul?
FEMA’s nowhere to be found, our leaders turned cold,
They promised us help, but their lies left us sold.
From the ruins, our fury ignites like a fire,
With voices united, we rise in our ire.

So here we stand, in the heart of our pain,
With outrage as fuel, we’ll rise once again.
We’ll hold them accountable, we’ll never back down,
From the ashes of grief, we’ll reclaim our crown.
In solidarity forged, we’ll stand up and fight,
With love as our armor, we’ll claim back the night.
For every lost soul, we endured but paid the highest toll