Pestilence

Gathered and driven under their command
They lived in fear for their judgement
Penal servitude, pitiless manhandle
All taken under medical treatment
Forced to take the depurative hypodermic syringe
Prison of experience, the testing laboratory
Experimental undertaking among those who suffered
They didn't shrink back from insanity
Encaged with fear, the prospective death
Pernicious times, malicious inclination
Enslaved minds penetrated with aversion
They were proned to insistant domination
Eradicate and waste lives for knowledge
For the occurence has remained reality
Progressive development cannot be restrained
No sympathy, the animosity
Bacterial surgery
Terrible science, their destiny
Weakening, unconsciousness
In response to insanity