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