Innocent people with pleasant dreams
Come upon request to verify the screams
Not wanting to believe the dreaded fear
They're next in line , the pain is near
Now their lives are being put to waste
Tests for the unknown not leaving a trace
Distorted mask
The look on their faces
Convulsion's tell death's taking place
Strapped to a seat with very dim light
Victims lie shaking in fright
Crazy thought went through their heads
Two minutes to live then we're dead
Dead
Then we're dead
