Catalepsia

My body is cold, I have a mental eclipse
My arms have been crossed, I've been put in a coffin
Ahh ahh ahh ahh
My dear mother looks at me through the glass and starts to cry
Others cross themselves, say prayers, and leave
Ahh ahh ahh ahh

Four men standing next to the black coffin
A sacred cloth, a nickel-plated Christ on the wall
I'm not dead, my brain pressure rises
My lips don't respond, oh my god, they're going to bury me alive
Ahh ahh ahh ahh

Who was the fool who signed my death certificate
Without first giving me a brain exam
They didn't perform an autopsy, at the family's request
I was saved from that, but they're still going to bury me alive
Ahh ahh ahh ahh
Ahh ahh ahh ahh

I make a thousand efforts, and manage to blink
Oh, what horror, they lift me up and take me out of that place
They take me in a carriage to the general mausoleum
I hear a mass, it's mine, oh my god, they're going to bury me alive
Ahh ahh ahh ahh

In the name of the father, and of the son, and of the holy spirit, of the brother who in life was, Saint Lazarus

I who had lived without thinking about death
Who did everything as if I were immortal
They're bricking up the door, I start to react

Vilma, open the door, madness begins to generate
I tear, scratch, scream, blood starts to flow
Dad, mom, get me out of here, I swear I won't misbehave again

My god, I hear outside, the footsteps, the people who are leaving
The air, I lack it, suffocation begins to strangle me
My whole life passes through my mind, goodbye life
Goodbye partying, lust, and drinking
Ahh ahh ahh ahh
Ahh ahh ahh ahh
Ahh ahh ahh ahh