Текст песни The Germ Factory

Uniformed psychotics, the perfect military cover Acts of malicious murder, supposed laboratory tests War pawn wheeled on a trolley of steel, primitive future seen through crucified eyes Screams of agony, peeling torture as the six-year-old faces his autopsy End it now! Released days later to her relief. Frost-bitten hands meet a hot water trough Hastier than mental comprehension, her loose ice-rotten hands are violently torn off Chorus Human guinea pigs are subjected to rooms of mutated bacterial plagues Diseased and disfigured beyond recognition, dumped into filthy putrefied graves Beaten mutilated pulps of crimson meat lay in decaying puddles on the floor All for logical scientific progression or unthinkable atrocities of a senseless war? The dawning of a new day, another plague is born. An airborne septic death machine to leave enemies ravaged and torn Internal organs dissolve to mush, blood coughed up in thickened clots Tumors spreading through the body, your system slowly shuts down...then rots Repeat chorus