[Intro] In the shadows where big pharma reigns supreme, Health reduced to a mere pawn in their vast scheme. Unseen hands manipulate our fragile fate, In a place where trust crumbles at the gate. [Verse 1] Doctors' notes pile up, often dismissed, Cash leads the charge, in greed we're enmeshed. Patients wait, feeling unheard, As profits rise, their pleas deferred. [Bridge: The whispers wane, the echoes sway, gentle reverberations lead the way.] [Pre-Bridge] In cloaked corridors, secrets lie, Faith in medicine masked by a lie. Deals are made behind the seamless doors, While patients' hopes crash to the floors. [Bridge] Shady deals in white coats and ties, Promises of healing cleverly disguised. In boardrooms, deceitful agreements are formed, While patients plead for care, stormed and scorned. [Chorus] It's a setup to widen the divide, Where money thrives, and truth tends to hide. Lives reduced to numbers, a silent cliche, In the calculated world of pharmaceutical play. [Instrument Break: Rhythmic whispers weaving, echoing the world's heartbeats into chaos.] [Verse 2] Papers gather dust, research ignored, Profits over patients, more wealth stored. People wait in fear, feeling alone, As stocks soar, their cries find no home. [Verse 3] Corruption thrives in pill-pushing games, Where profits eclipse our hopes and aims. Rules bent, ethics left behind, As people suffer, their pleas maligned. [Bridge: The whispers fade, the echoes dance, soft reverberations signal the trance.] [Bridge 2] Shady deals in white coats and lies, Promises of healing cleverly disguised. Elite minds plotting new deceitful schemes, While patients plead, caught in their dreams. [Chorus 2] It's a system built to keep us unhealed, Where profit streams flow, and truth is repealed. Human life marginalized, just a statistic, In the cold, calculated world of pharmaceutical mystic. [Instrument Break: Rhythmic whispers weaving, echoing the world's heartbeats into silence] [Verse 4] In the dance of drugs, the truth turns gray, Where sickness fuels the capital's play. Regulations falter, obscured by greed, As lives hang in balance, a dire need. [Outro] Ill mind, ill world, we watch it unfold, Where humanity's worth is traded for gold. Voices rise, yet remain unheard, In a relentless cycle, hopes deferred.
