tied to my bed, counting seconds to my death dying body parts, descending my last breath spontaneous bleeding wounds, new ones every day if there's a God, please make this go away
I count - my days, alone - I wait your final will - donate
minutes go so slow, with poison in my veins I am but young, yet dying of old age force myself to hope, for help in any way to rid myself off flesh, rottening with decay
only until death - do us join can I hope to be reborn only until death - do us join my fate state of (the) art technique avoid
hollow bodyshell, used-up inner core sickness spreading fast, cannot eat no more holding on to life, but I see no reason why am I to live, someone else has to die
I pray for resurrection more likely a dissection promise me observation but use me for education
lost my faith in medicine witness to no evidence I know now that all is lost knowledge I now pay the costTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
