Roy Harper - Man Kind lyrics

Of my torture

I am spreadeagled by it

Watching the knife

Slowly going in

Exposing my naked

Thumping heart

And I shed a tear

For a grey sky

My executioner is masked

I try to take a deep breath

As she rips the aorta

Hoping that she also rips

My lungs or windpipe

So that I can play her

The final power chord

Of my last intake

Straight into her face

The tear running down mine

Will be the last thing I feel

Before I awake

To collect my shreaded dreams

From around the universe

In which they'd been strewn