Young child drowning in a sea of pain Body infested with debilitating proteus strain Distant footsteps approach, but they're not for him The anticipation of visitors wanes, spirit dim Through the drone of a hemodialysis machine God says oh dying frame, there's only one place to lean Antes de que la muerte venga a llevarte as? br> Quiero que aceptes a mi Hijo, muri? por ti (Before death arrives to take you away like that I want you to accept my Son, who died for you) Wrinkled hands reach out for cold metal rails Whom the human bond of callous family ignores Body starts to shake in violent burning rigors This decrepit life is so very frail Though the mountains crumble deep into the sea God is ever present He sees everything