Malicious Medical Music!

This song's a work in progress. The version below is not a capella by choice. The album art was drawn by me because videos need visuals. I hope to add an instrumental as soon as I learn how to instrument.

Lyrics:

Burn the world in effigy and tell me what you find
Sifting through the ashes of humanity's dark mind
Hoard the horrid pieces, because I think there just might
Be a noble use for them if we can store 'em right

Bottle up
All the hate, all the fear
All the malice, all the tears
Cook 'em up, boil 'em down
Bottle death
And disease, and whatever else you please.
And we'll formulate the cruelest cure around.

Spider eyes and vicious lies; the poisons that we brew
Tools for cutting down to size wretches like me and you.
Lob those vials overhand into the lion's den.
Let them get a good hard dose of their own medicine.

Bottle up
All the greed, all the crime
All the damages of time
Cook 'em up, boil 'em down
Bottle war
Bottle woe, we will reap before they sow.
We're the merchants of the cruelest cure around.

Run through cool dry places, keeping far out of the light.
Kill nagging suspicions that we're fighting the wrong fight.
Prescribe lethal doses to the voice of common sense
Take a gulp and glimpse the death of all our innocence.

Bottle up
All the pain, all the loss
Take it all at any cost.
Cook 'em up, boil 'em down
Bottle wrong
Bottle right, because right's become a blight.
On the history of the only cure around.