I wait for energy and donor  But there's not much time to wait    I lose my contact with reality  I can't recognize my face  Can't tell my eyes, my lips, my hair  I don't remember any friends  Oh, why nobody wants to come?    Never before was I so scared  Of the embraces and too small rooms  Under pressure of while, cold walls  I feel like I'm short of breath    The atmosphere of sweat and creased bedclothes  A threnody of medicine fills the air  The atmosphere of sweat and creased bedclothes  A threnody of medicine fills the air    I push my way towards the light  Through the corridors so winding and so narrow  I push my way towards the light  Through the corridors so winding and so narrow  An old man in the gateway  He offers me immortality  An old man in the gateway  He offers me...  Immortality    An old man in the gateway  In return he wants only:  My toes, feet, legs, stomach, chest, hands,  fingers and my neck  His promised:"I won't need anything any longer"  I give him everything  I cross threshold; sems like I've been here before  The Future, the Past, the Present  Oh,  Did tomorrow come?  Did tomorrow come?  Did tomorrow come?  Did tomorrow come?