Death Throes

Alone in this white room waiting for my last breath
This poison in my blood turns my life into pain

In the throes, I dream about the ghosts of the underworld
That guide me through the crypts to the place of my final sleep

Isolated tied in the bed surrounded by spirits emissaries from the depths
Hallucinating from fever and fear this endless hours of agony are my ordeal before
I leave

In the throes, I suffer

Alone in this white room waiting for my last breath overwhеlmed by the sadness
Plеase, death, release me