Testo di Mala Praxis

Simple operation Maximum length one hour’s Tranquilizers and sedatives Scalpel in hand ready to open my skin I'm still awake and I see Everything through the mirror They are opening my chest It seems like a small tumour Enter the scalpel I see a lot of blood They cut one of my coronary arteries Mala praxis they make me die Malpractice do suffer I feel weak, I'm beginning to see blurry They can’t stop the bleeding They call the cardiologist Something really bad is happening I can’t breathe Malpractice they make me die Malpractice I do suffer It's been nine hours, I'm in a deep coma They supply blood I breath only by a fucking tube My heart no longer works I've been a victim of malpractice