0,6 ppm

I can feel this Piercing poison Concentrated And so ominous I'm not deranged Just want to find If this will lead us all To die? Filling orders With blind persistence Running towards False existence It's all arranged So you don't mind That it will lead us all To die... There's this blindness touching weaker minds Shattering our hope There's this sickness driving through the human hearts Leave your soul to fall apart We're all estranged We feel the sore Soon we'll be gone And nevermore We're cought in design to enslave us all Everything you thought was safe is made to break your soul Look from above to see it all Just open your mind and make these painful things be gone Don't loose your sight to grasp some more Everything will turn around and won't be like before Come to my side and see the whole These terrible things can change if you can stand against it all