Quite unbelievablynI want someone to be sweet to menWhen I am in absolutely horrible painnThank you for keeping this vigil, doctornThese infections are becoming quite popularnI never meant for it to turn out quite this waynnAn antidote’s been elusivenThe specialist can’t deduce nIf this isn’t curablenNow a disease defines menMy fever intensifies. nSee, I get delusionalnnSome survive,nSome survive,nSome survivenBecause of the way that they walknBecause of the look in their eyesn(Look in their eyes)nn“Almost everybody has, has snail fever,”nThe doctor whispered in my ear,n“Some get treated, feel better. Some don’t.nThe cause is still unclearnWe are unable to treat you here.”nUnwilling patients with treatments nThey suddenly discontinuenDangerous infections nAre sneaking into superficial woundsnnSome escape nWith their livesnSome survive nBecause of the way that they walknBecause of the look in their eyesn(Look in their eyes)nnScratch an existing wound, open an old onenIt’s extraordinarily hard nSuccumbing bone-by bone, bone and bowel, heart-in-handnThis diseases pervades us allnIt can therefore manifest anywhere, in anyone, at any momentnnDr. Bernstein, BernsteinnnQuite unbelievablynI want someone to be sweet to menWhen I am in absolutely horrible painn