Vitals Fading - Tourniquet

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 vistors wanes
Spirits 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 asi
Quiero que acceptes a mi Hijo
Murio 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
This decrepit life is so very frail
Body starts to shake in violent burning rigors
Though the mountains crumble deep into the sea
God is ever present
He sees everything