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