Bad addiction the evil, Weeping to torture, Incessant drug addiction, taken by the weak, violent ramifications. Are they just the weakest link of pharmachia conspiracies The machine destroying, crushing the system
You must overcome, being taken to trial You kill the evil desire You must forgive the system that stole your control And then kill the demons pushing you to fall
All through the ages, given men to trial Countless pharmaceuticals to relieve the sickness But as the goes on and on, some are put to trial But in the failure of a drug is a man a martyr Of a system, of a conspiracy
A casualty of war, against the human soul An incessant plot, to make you deadly sick ...and burn your soul
