Pestilence - Bacterial Surgery Lyrics
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Bacterial Surgery
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What Are The Lyrics For Bacterial Surgery By 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 occurrence has remained reality Progressive development cannot be restrained No sympathy, the animosity Bacterial surgery Terrible science, their destiny Weakening, unconsciousness In response to insanity Bacterial surgery Experience mortality Purposeful endeavour Inventions tendency Use what lives for humanity The eagerness, resolution Living for the results Calculation of the expectation Flood-light the indefensible creatures Blinded in their eyes Medicines too frightened to look at Instead of improving knowledge he dies We all have the right to live Don't abuse it and take it away Important conscious jobbery Acting irresponsible Scientific desires, medical crime Symptoms of bacteriology |
Who Wrote Bacterial Surgery By Pestilence?
Mameli, Marco Foddis
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What's The Duration Of The Bacterial Surgery By Pestilence?The duration of Bacterial Surgery is 5:03 minutes and seconds. |
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