God of medicine
Have mercy on him,
Uproot this feeling
That dwells within.

Give him your healing blood
So he could sleep like a log,
Secure him dreamless night
By thy single sweetened drop.

Unsatisfied remains his love
That touches like bitter breeze
The tender spots in his heart
And cleaves his mind apart.

Be like a rose, or be like a sword,
Calm him down with your word,
Give him just a shadow of hope,
Or help to tie a noose on his rope.

God of medicine
Have some mercy on him.
Take the silent pain he feels within
Or let his tired eyes grow dim.