Savage Times - Hanni El Khatib

Savage times for the savage man

Fail the youth every moment you can

If love is light then gauge my eyes

Lead the strays to the edge of the sky

If we all go down I’ll be in the pit

Burning to flames and obsessed like a kid

And as the day wastes away in the sun

I’ll be disgusted at what I’ve become

A dark with no base

A song with no chords

An earth with no race

A rose with no thorns

Savage times for the savage man

A primitive mind in the modern hand

Drink split on the cusp of something new

Piece together my faith before it comes unscrewed

A dark with no base

A song with no chords

An earth with no race

A rose with no thorns

A dark with no base

A bark with no horn

Time with no space

The future, no home