天空中飘散着被油灯照射成红色的灰尘,工人们夜以继日地工作着,即使肺部已经被掏空,露出白骨。
 
In the sky, there was dust that was red by the oil lamp, and the workers worked day and night, even though their lungs had been hollowed out and their bones exposed.      

视角转入工人的肺叶纤维,无数仿佛窒息的人面在血管之中若隐若现。他们挣扎着渴望呼吸新鲜的空气,但血管内的有毒尘埃却一次次将他们拉回。

The perspective turned to the workers' lung fibers, and countless suffocating faces loomed in the blood vessels. They struggled for fresh air, but the toxic dust in their blood vessels pulled them back again and again.

无人注意的角落里堆放着废料和工具,一座圣母像也被丢弃在这里。圣母手中怀抱着的,是泛着鲜血的肺。

Waste materials and tools were piled up in the unnoticed corner, and a statue of the Virgin was discarded here. What the virgin holds in her hand is a bloody lung.