Vauxhall Savage

Here in the square, your promises are never scared

For you, they fight killing family and friend

Soon the harvest done as an open field is tilled

Silently their blood is spilled

What care for your schemes, they lie in cemeteries in dreams

For so savage, have taken your home

There's not a lot left in you

Oh, oh, oh, savage as heaven's breath

Here in the square, your peasants are never scared

For you, they fight killing family and friend

Soon the harvest done as an open field is tilled

Silently their blood is spilled

What care for your schemes, they lie in cemeteries in dreams

For so savage, have taken your home

There's not a lot left in you

Oh, oh, oh, savage as heaven's breath