All in the name of science

This is for the spirits bold,
With hearts of gold,
And loving eyes,
And forgiving souls.

Seems the price of devotion,
Is payment in pain,
All in the name of science,
With nothing to gain.

So, in silence you suffer,
At the hands of another,
For no greater good,
Than the greed of the other.

But, from the evil among us,
Are those with a soul,
And it's their struggle for justice,
Your story is told.

This is for the souls of old,
Whose hearts grew cold,
Who shattered lives,
And bodies sold.

Mark my word,
Your time will come,
When you'll have to answer,
For the things you've done.

For your wicked ways,
Are numbered days,
And you'll pay the price,
For the hell you've raised.

So, when your numbers up,
And your name is pulled,
May God have mercy,
On your soul.