Savages

Savages, you know are

Do you not think that God is looking down?

On savages, your children run to mothers

Who put bullets in their backs

Ah cowards, can you not see?

Do you not think the love is coming down?



You have no gods, they have all disowned you

You have no love, so you take it on

People's live in progress

Thats what keeps you going, when you're savages



Savages, you can dress it up

Give it a name and a fancy uniform

And a flag to fly to hide behind

Can you not see the truth is on the ground?



You have no love

It has all on gone cold on you

You never had it

So you take it out on those who's love is growing

Thats what you hate most, when you're savages



Do you not see the love is coming down?

When you're savages, savages, savages....