The cerebrum has suffered massive and irreparable damage He will never know what has happened to him If I have not been sure of this, I would not have permitted him to live Where am I? Father What happened? I need help What is democracy? What is democracy? It got something to do with young men killing each other, I think When it's comes my turn, will you want me to go? For democracy, any man would give his only begotten son
It is impossible for this severed individual to experience pain Pleasure Memory Dreams or thought of any kind This young man will be as unfeeling As unthinking as the dead Until the day he joins them
I don't know whether I'm alive or dreaming or dead or remembering How can you tell what's a dream and what's real When you can't even tell when you're awake and when you're asleep
Where am I?
I can't remember anything Can't tell if this is true or dream Deep down inside I feel to scream This terrible silence stifles me
Now that the war is through with me I'm waking up, I cannot see That there's not much left of me Nothing is real but pain now
Hold my breath as I wish for death Oh please God, wake me
They just went ahead and chopped off everything Oh god, please make them hear me They won't listen, they won't hear me They got to wake me up I'll be like this for years Hear me
Back in the womb it's much too real In pumps life that I must feel But can't look forward to reveal Look to the time when I'll live
Fed through the tube that sticks in me Just like a wartime novelty Tied to machines that make me be Cut this life off from me
Hold my breath as I wish for death Oh please God, wake me
It's like a piece of meat that keeps on living It won't always be like this, will it?
I can't live like this! I-I can't! Please no I can't! I can't! Help me, somebody please, help me! Mother where are ya? Help me, mother, I'm having a nightmare and I can't wake up
Now the world is gone I'm just one Oh God help me
Hold my breath as I wish for death Oh please God, help me
Me lying here like, like some freak in a carnival show Here is the armless Legless Wonder of the twentieth century
Death has a dignity of its own Father! I need help I'm in terrible trouble and I need help Don't you remember when you were little? How and you and Bill Harper use to string a wire between the two houses So you could telegraph to each other You'll remember the Morse code
Darkness Imprisoning me All that I see Absolute horror I cannot live I cannot die Trapped in myself Body my holding cell
It's Morse code For what? S.O.S. Help
Landmine Has taken my sight Taken my speech Taken my hearing Taken my arms Taken my legs Taken my soul Left me with life in Hell
What's he saying? Said kill me Over and over again Kill me Oh god, please make them hear me Don't you have any message for him padre? He's the product of your profession Not mine
Kill me I'm asking you to kill me
Thank you
Save me please Father
Each man faces death by himself Alone Good-bye father
Inside me I'm screaming nobody pays any attention If I had arms, I could kill myself If I had legs, I could run away If I had a voice, I could talk and be some kind of company for myself How do I know they'll kill me? I could yell for help, but nobody'd help me I just got to do some kind of, see how I can go on like this
S.O.S. help me S.O.S. help me
Keep the hope fires burning While our hearts are yearning