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Awake please believe me I'm still alive

They hadn't succeeded in bringing me to life again

He lost his functions for a long time

Tardy will be his decadence

I'm in a sound sleep, and I'm by myself

Sleeping sickness took possession of my life

Surgeons, they can surely deliver him

It would rather die if only he would be able to…

The real horror isn't in the dark

But inside your own skull

All around I can hear a lot of machines

Welcome to the beginning of my end

His cardiac oscillations are more and more weak

The generator of his pulsations is quietly stopping

I'm flying in the morgue, and I'm looking at my corpse

All my rests will be consumed…

The real horror isn't in the dark

But inside your own skull…

Coma…in remembrance of my coma

Awake, please believe me, I'm still alive….

He was a drug merchant and a surgeon

to follow his calling

But unfortunately, an explosion happened on his boat

He managed to swim to an island

and he swam the next morning

Desperate, he ran and ran again

but there was only sand and rock

Then he tried to catch a gull

but suddenly he broke his left ankle

Suddenly it turned to blue, so he amputated it… Isolated…

Sit on his favorite rock,

waiting for a boat but never one came

Then he came delirious, so he cut his other leg.

It was no use to him, cause now he felt obliged to creep

To catch his food, was there any reason to die?

No sign of life, no food…

The sun consume the man all day long…

He watches his face in a puddle of water and with tears

in his eyes, he wondered: "am I really crying?

I feel inclined to die…"

The man looked at his hands,

he started to eat the right one and said:

"the left or right, there's no importance now…"