Disinfected torture chamber
A scientific abattoir
Their death is the price of your progress
If these walls could talk... they'd scream
No empathy - No dignity
Cruelty without beauty
Archaic rhetoric your weak defence
Your victims have no choice, no voice
Look in their eyes, does it still make sense?
A plastic bag their burial gown
A legacy of evil you preserve
Their blood cannot be washed clean
In my eyes their brutal fate you deserve
In your dreams you will hear them scream
[Thanks to plaguerat93 for adding these lyrics]