Translation of "slam" into Basque

Your toothless mouth is wide open, while everything else is tightly, firmly shut—you are nothing but a hunger for blood and flesh. Then, footsteps, a thud, the slam of a door—and, in the void at the end of it all, the scent of your mother—"forgive me, son, forgive me"—along with your father’s voice, smoke, and milk, all at once. Franco is dead.

Hortzik gabeko ahoa zabalik eta beste dena itxita itxita zara odol haragi gose. Gero, oin-hotsak, kolpe bat, ate baten danbatekoa, eta, guztiaren amaierako zuloan, amaren usaina, parkatu, semie, parkatu, eta aitaren ahotsa eta kea eta esnea dena batera. Franco hil da.