Let me see the savage
I want to see the savage coming crashing through your face
I want to be there when the savage comes
I want to be there when the savage comes
When your savage earth heart
Cuts through
I want to be a witness or a victim to your spell
Crafted in lightning, dressed in shadows, clear as a bell
I want to be there when the savage comes
I want to be there when the savage comes
When your savage earth heart
Cuts through
Will you lay all of your deepest, wildest secrets bare ?
Will you let all of those rumbling Old Gods take rage ?
I want to be there when the savage comes
I want to be there when the savage comes
When your savage earth heart cuts through
Then I was take smoothly by the vulture of the soul
The hideous strength that numbs the tongue
Oh and he led me, poor shivering cinder through the fields of hell
To doubt my friends and to hate myself
But when my savage earth heart cuts through...
When my savage earth heart cuts through...
When the savage earth heart cuts through...
And the vulture
Of the soul...
Laid waste
August 1982
On "The Waterboys", "Secret Life" and "Live Adventures"
Writer(s): Michael Scott
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