His performance had given me a bad jolt For a moment I thought his mind had snapped That he actually believed he was being attacked by invisible enemies
Death, I was sure of it Not even my lungs seemed to be functioning I needed artificial respiration but I couldn't open my mouth to say so My attorney had gone back to watching television Nixon's face filled the screen And the only word I could make out was 'sacrifice' Over and over again: 'sacrifice, sacrifice, sacrifice' 'Sacrifice, sacrifice, sacrifice!'