I am NOT endorsing euthanisia

Your body lies without a twitch-can't move
Feeling gone, nothing to say or do
Still alive but you can't think or see
You're looking like a vegetable to me


(chorus)

The darkness lives forever
Within your mind
Time rolls by and you never paid the cost
Without your mind your body-it's lost
Should we help to keep you alive?
Now's the time to help you
DIE!!!


(chorus)

The darkness lives forever
Within your mind
No dreams, no thoughts it's only
Endless time
Brain dead
Brain dead
Brain deadsolo-

"Mercy Killing" or whatever fancy name they give it these days....But as someone whose body is giving out more and more and for the last several hours can't even remember how old she is or what year she was borned to work it out, and a whole lot more besides, certainly relate to the feeling of brain dead.

From George Elliot's Daniel Deronda

"it is not true to say that I have changed. Things have changed in spite of me. I am still the same Leonora' - she pointed with her forefinger to her breast - 'here within me is the same desire, the same will, the same choice, but' - she spread out her hands, palm upwards, on each side of her, as she paused with a bitter compression of her lip, then let her voice fall into muffled, rapid utterance - 'events come upon us like evil enchantments: and thoughts, feelings, apparitions in the darkness are events - are they not? I don't consent. We only consent to what we love. I obey something tyrannic' - she spread out her hands again - 'I am forced to be withered, to feel pain, to be dying slowly. Do I love that?"

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