Suspended Animation - Live Rotterdam 1992

Suffering from a disease
 The morbid symptoms aren't identifiable
 Physicians; they disagree
 Fighting is thus impossible
 Vainly you wait for a cure
 But there's pain you have to endure
 You don't have to add you to dead
 Leave your faith in science's hands
 Research might lead to your salvation
 while you're in a state of suspended animation
 After the aneasthesia
 comes pure nitrogen
 In many degrees below zero
 An ice-bound human being
 Can they disabuse him of
 his as yet unknow disease?
 Then maybe in the future
 the machines will stop to freeze
 The blood is no longer liquid
 No palpitations of the heart
 Stone cold hardened intestines
 There will never be a new start
 Ages wait for a cure
 No more pain they have to endure
 They added themselves to the dead
 Left their faith in science's hands
 Forever frozen is their destination
 In a state of suspended animation