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....