One (Rare Version)

The cerebrum has suffered massive and irreparable damage

You can never know what has happened to him

If I have not been sure of this, I would not have permitted him to live

Where am I?

Father

What happened?

I need help

What is democracy?

What is democracy?

It got something to do with young men killing each other, I believe

When it's comes my turn, will you want me to go?

For democracy, any man would give his only begotten son

It is impossible for any severed individual to experience pain

Pleasure

Memory

Dreams or thought of any kind

This young man will be as unfeeling

As unthinking as the dead

Until the day he joins them

I don't know whether I'm alive or dreaming or dead or remembering

How can you tell what's a dream and what's real

When you can't even tell when you're awake and when you're asleep

Where am I?

I can't remember anything

Can't tell if this is true or dream

Deep down inside I feel to scream

This terrible silence stops with me

Now that the war is through with me

I'm waking up, I cannot see

That there's not much left of me

Nothing is real but pain now

Hold my breath as I wish for death

Oh please God, wake me

They kept my head and chopped off everything

Oh god, please make them hear me

They won't listen, they won't hear me

They got to wake me up I'll be like this for years

Hear me

Back in the womb it's much too real

In pumps life that I must feel

But can't look forward to reveal

Look to the time when I'll live

Fed through the tube that sticks in me

Just like a wartime novelty

Tied to machines that make me be

Cut this life off from me

Hold my breath as I wish for death

Oh please God, wake me

It's like a piece of me that keeps on living

It won't always be like this, will it?

I can't live like this!

I-I can't!

Please no

I can't! I can't!

Help me, help me, help me!

Mother where are ya?

Mommy, mother, I'm having a nightmare and I can't wake up

Now the world is gone I'm just one

Oh God help me

Hold my breath as I wish for death

Oh please God, help me

Me lying here like, like some freak in a carnival show

Here is the armless

Legless

Wonder of the twentieth century

Death has a dignity of its own

Father!

I need help

I'm in terrible trouble and I need help

Don't you remember when you were little?

How and you and Bill Harper use to string a wire between the two houses

So you could telegraph to each other

You'll remember the Morse code

Darkness

Imprisoning me

All that I see

Absolute horror

I cannot live

I cannot die

Trapped in myself

Body my holding cell

It's Morse code

For what?

S.O.S

Help

Landmine

Has taken my sight

Taken my speech

Taken my hearing

Taken my arms

Taken my legs

Taken my soul

Left me with life in Hell

What's he saying?

Said kill me

Over and over again

Kill me

Oh god, please make them hear me

Don't you have any message for him Arthur?

He's the product of your profession

Not mine

Kill me

I'm asking you to kill me

Thank you

Save me please

Father

Each man faces death by himself

Alone

Good-bye father

Inside me I'm screaming nobody pays any attention

If I had arms, I could kill myself

If I had legs, I could run away

If I had a voice, I could talk and be some kind of company for myself

How do I know they'll kill me?

I could yell for help, but nobody'd help me

I just got to do some kind of, see how I can go on like this

S.O.S. help me

S.O.S. help me

Keep the home fires burning

While our hearts are yearning