By Your Bedside کے بول

The hands move painfully forward Time's progression reminds you of the limit of yours Every second another step Towards the answers to questions no one wants to ask Kept alive by machines... Your life has been gone from the moment you knew Living half dead asleep This fragile shell finally overcome by life The kids only know you're not well The last visit they kissed you and said goodbye They won't forget, and soon wonder Where it was you went, how can they see you again? Kept alive by machines... Your life has been gone from the moment you knew Living half dead asleep This fragile shell finally overcome by life By your bedside, you'll soon die The machines won't save you, just look at your flesh Swollen, discolored, putrid You'll soon be dead The hands move painfully forward Time's progression reminds you of the limit of yours Every second another step Towards the answers to questions no one wants to ask As seconds melt into death We are relieved to not see pain on your face The hands have moved into the dark All lines are flat, and you have moved onward Kept alive by machines... Your life has been gone from the moment you knew Living half dead asleep This fragile shell finally overcome by life