[Intro]
Sacred smoke for sale in glass bottles tonight
Ancient wisdom with a barcode, priced just right
[Verse 1]
Karim, my brother, what have you done?
Trading our ancestors' strings for American funds
The same hands that taught me now count foreign gold
While our spirits drift away, packaged and sold
In the marketplace of souls, we dance alone
Our ceremonies filtered through a corporate drone
[Chorus]
Desert winds are howling, but they're bottled now
Premium grade spirituality, they'll show you how
They slice our culture thin, serve it on silver plates
While our elders weep in corners, forced to navigate
This brave new world where everything's for sale
Even the sacred songs that pierce the desert's veil
[Verse 2]
Remember those nights beneath the Saharan stars?
Before they built these walls and trendy coffee bars
Now they sample our pain in sterile studios
Package our prayers in boxes with fancy logos
My father's instruments displayed like art
In galleries where culture and commerce can't part
[Bridge]
The lila calls but the signal's breaking up
Digital dreams in a golden cup
They say "collaborate," they mean "compromise"
Ancient rhythms digitized
[Chorus]
Desert winds are howling, but they're bottled now
Premium grade spirituality, they'll show you how
They slice our culture thin, serve it on silver plates
While our elders weep in corners, forced to navigate
This brave new world where everything's for sale
Even the sacred songs that pierce the desert's veil
[Outro]
In the end, we're all just merchants of light
Selling shadows of what once burned bright