Lletres: Bel Canto. Birds Of Passage. Intravenous.

Send me a message, Escort me through the passage
Into the dark side of life, Let me slip into the eternity
I sense a light, a cave so bright
Oh, what a trauma, Release me from this coma
Why won't they let me escape?
Drip, drip, intravenous emergency, And so in vain
The heal the stains and wounds on my body
So torn apart and bloody, I do not wish to return
I don't wanna be one of the crippled ones
Do hear my prayer, Don't fade away
Send me a message, Escort me through the passage
All I need is a sign
Skip over this emergency
Forgive my sins, don't force me in
To live like a phantom
Still, this is nothing random
I'm meant to suffer and wait
But one minute more and it might be too late
So give a sign, I'm losing time