Man Kind Lyrics - Harper Roy

Down in the deep recesses 

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