And they think it's, oh, it's delirious. They shoot a hypo in, the needle to her, and she begins to numb off. She can't speak no more. She's trying. She's a rolling. She's in agony. And the doctor says, "Give her the other one; deaden her," until the death angel sweeps her spirit from her. But that hypo needle might deaden the flesh; it might deaden the mind; but that can't deaden that soul that knows it's seen before God.