| Ooooh!
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| … Let me see the savage
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| I want to see the savage coming
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| Crashing through your face
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| I want to be there
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| When the savage comes
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| I want to be there
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| When the savage comes
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| When your savage earth heart
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| Cuts through
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| I wanna be a witness
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| Or a victim to your spell
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| Crackling in lightening
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| Dressed in shadows
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| Red like a carousel
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| I want to be there
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| When the savage comes
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| I want to be there
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| When the savage comes
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| When your savage earth heart
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| … Cuts through
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| Will you lay all of your
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| Deepest wildest secrets bare?
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| Will you let all of those
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| Rumbling old gods take rage?
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| I want to be there
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| When the savage comes
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| I want to be there
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| When the savage comes
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| When your savage earth heart
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| Cuts through!
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| Then I was taken smoothly
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| By the vulture of the soul
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| That hideous strength
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| That numbs the tongue
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| And he led me like a cinder
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| Through the fields of hell
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| To doubt my friends and to hate myself
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| But when my savage earth heart
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| … Cuts through
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| When my savage earth heart
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| Cuts through
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| Then my savage earth heart
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| … Cuts through
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| And the culture of the soul laid waste |