Man-Erg - Van Der Graaf Generator

The killer lives inside me: yes, I can feel him move

Sometimes he’s lightly sleeping

In the quiet of his room

But then his eyes will rise and stare through mine;

He’ll speak my words and slice my mind inside

Yes the killer lives

Angels live inside me: I can feel them smile

Their presence strokes

And soothes the tempest in my mind

And their love can heal the wounds

That I have wrought

They watch me as I go to fall

Well, I know I shall be caught

While the angels live

How can I be free?

How can I get help?

Am I really me?

Am I someone else?

But stalking in my cloisters hang the acolytes

Of gloom

And Death’s Head throws his cloak into

The corner of my room

And I am doomed

But laughing in my courtyard play the pranksters

Of my youth

And solemn, waiting Old Man

In the gables of the roof:

He tells me truth

And I too, live inside me and very often

Don’t know who I am:

I know I’m not a hero, but

I hope that I’ll not die

I’m just a man, and killers, angels

Are all me:

Dictator, savior, refugee in war and peace

As long as Man lives

I’m just a man, and killers, angels

Are all me:

Dictator, savior, refugee