Thinking he's at his last breath
He comes to terms with the doctor
Allowing this way
The gift of his organs
In the event of his death

The medical team is ready
Maybe these are the last moments
Of anguish
Many questions are passing
Through his mind
Will this suffering finally end?

A cloth soaked in ether enebriates
Through his nostrills breathing
The smell of inconscience

Storm of hallucinations
Visions that don't pass through his eyes
Storm of hallucinations
Just noises without definition

Perception key is lost
Letargy rules the situation
Every inch of his body
Is crying out in agony

Storm of hallucinations
Visions that don't pass through his eyes
Storm of hallucinations
Just noises without definition