Young child drowning in a sea of pain Body infested with debilitating proteus strain Distant footsteps approach, but they're not for him The anticipation of vistors wanes, spirits dim
Through the drone of a hemodialysis machine God says oh dying frame, there's only one place to lean
Antes de que la muerte venga a llevarte asi Quiero que acceptes a mi Hijo, murio por ti (Before death arrives to take you away like that) (I want you to accept my Son, who died for you)
Wrinkled hands reach out for cold metal rails This decrepit life is so very frail Body starts to shake in violent burning rigors Though the mountains crumble deep into the sea God is ever present He sees everything
