Head spinning, breathless, bleakness,
All goes black, nauseousness, weakness,
Get me to the infirmary,
Oh God, be merciful to me.

Sterile smells, white sheets, ugly tiles,
Little pricks of blood in viles,
There’s a mistake; it cannot be,
Oh God, be merciful to me.

There’s a time to fight and be still,
Get the insurance and find the will,
Don’t fret; the Lord I soon shall see,
Oh God, be merciful to me.

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