Bad addiction the evil, weeping to torture
Incessant drug addiction taken by the weak
Violent ramifications

Are they just the weakest link of Pharmacia 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