Savages (feat. Thomas Pridgen)

In sacred ceremonies

Our spirits attune

Our medicine men

With ancient healing art

Harvesting nature's gifts

A connection to the heart

In the depths of history's pages

A tale of darkness spans the ages

Guardians of knowledge

Secrets untold

In our hearts

Their wisdom forever dwells

Our hearts beating

To the ancient tribal song

In the shadow of oppression

We stood strong

Listen closely

To the echoes of the past

The spirits of the savages

That forever last

Savages they called us

But we held the key

To ancient wisdom

Lost in the sea

From tribes of old

With spirits bold

Through slavery and invasion's rage

We fought to preserve

Our sacred heritage

For we are the storytellers

Their legacy compels

Be my lover, be mine

Be my lover, be wild

Through blood-soaked lands

We've endured the pain

Preserving our wisdom

Like fire in our veins

Through stolen lands

And stolen lives

We saw through

The deceitful's guise

The chains of slavery

They tried to bind

But our spirits

Couldn't be confined

In the face of war

We fought with pride

To protect our culture

In blood with unify

Be my lover, be mine

Be my lover, be wild