Legislate forget the facts of your drug war casualty
So many dead but you wear your morals on your sleeve for all to see

And the billboards lie, denial thrives
Which is the crime and which is the lie
And who defines it

Policing the oppressed
While the real pushers run frantic with their poisons
Corporate sponsors will see to it that the right product kills us off

Infection will thrive despite poor intentions
Supplying the lesser class with their own crucifixion
Martyrs for your statistics

And every death is on your hands
Designed to stain diseased and bled