Pale hospital stench
Crowded on a bench
Waiting for the afterlife
Lines beyond sight, waiting, waiting....
Pale hospital. Stress and strife

Cleansed white tile
An endless isle
Anticipating the judgement, the trial
What have you done, what makes you worthwhile?

Pale hospital stench
Thrown down in the trench
Standing still in a war
Hoping that there'll be something more
Than holding your hand
While the machine goes, "beep, beep, beep!"