[Verse] Behold the flesh The foul in sight Your spirit writhes You know it must be cleansed One by one Come forth to be purged (Spit out, spat out, ejected, excreted) The order must be kept The mandate It's been sent Fall to your knees Be ready for the death (Of death) [Chorus] In your hands You've got the power of God All of creation It bends to your will You don't want no one else to have this thrill You'll never stop until you're king of the hill SAVAGE [Verse 2] Why won't you look away? Sick little piggy wants to wallow in the filth You've been waiting for this day On the hunt And you're in search of the kill [Chorus] In your hands You've got the power of God All of creation It bends to your will You don't want no one else to have this thrill You'll never stop until you're king of the hill SAVAGE SAVAGE BLEGH! SAVAGE
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