Psychic TV
Jigsaw
((?)..Jigsaw...)
Man
You have come
To the bitter end of your degradation
(It's of the most things that keep fighting)
Reign the drags
And leave not a stain in the dust (time)
The war
War is a point

War
(is this strange (?))
War around and within you
You’re submerged
In war
So totally now
There's no escape
Like a cancer
It has taken hold on you
It has dredged stealthy among you
And the (?)
("Is this true")
No force on earth can remove it
And no force in the heaven will
And we
The spirits
Give man what he demands
He do not give what he determines to want
And man has to (?)
(?)
Dream
Sex
Appease
Light
And he blames that his desire
Is to live in harmony
Yet we cease no woman
And he cease no child
And he cease himself in the mirror
And he says
'I am civilized."
And I am in control
And I am an ignorant fool
And I am an hypocrite
And I am stupid
And I am just part
Of this war
And all that man really wants
Is death
Slaught
Bloodshed
Rape
Pillage
Violence
Hysterical Screeching
Cynical
War
And that is his true desire
And nothing else will satisfy
Man see your horror
See your lust for blood
See Death ride upon the earth
Death as a man
Takes his hold
And when is your mind at peace
In this jigsaw
And when is your body at ease
When it’s at war
And this is your destiny
Death is your only satifaction
Man
You were born to die
And die you must
And death is you
Must be uttered
And with quickness
Man
You are just a jigsaw
Man
You are just this war
And you stand for war
And you glory in war
Man
What I say
You are war