The cerebrum has suffered massive and reparable damage

You 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, Arthur

What if its my turn, will you want me to go?

For democracy, any man would give his only begotten son



It is impossible for any severed individual to experience pain, pleasure, memory, dream or thought of any kind. This young man will be as unfeeling as unthinking as the dead, until the day joins them



I dont know weather Im alive or dreaming or dead or remembering

How can you tell whats a dream and whats real when you cant even tell when your awake and when your asleep



Where am I?



I cant remember anything

Can't tell if this is true or dream

Deep down inside I feel to scream

This terrible silence stops with 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 kept my head and chopped off everything

Oh god, please make them hear me

They wont listen, they wont hear me

They got to wake me up Ill 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



Its like a piece of me