Argyria

Silver dust for a blue-grey skin
Phoenician jugs are filled to the brim
Superbug killer past its prime
Hippocrates can't travel in time

Argyria, can you feel her?
Argyria, oh so near

Liberty Jones with his silver skin
A silver tongue of bad medicine
Nanotech robots watch your back
Alternative remedies ruled by quacks

Argyria, sinking deeper
Argyria, she's the reaper

Break chemical bonds on the battlefield
Biocide agent will never be healed
Colloidal silver fans the flames
Argent complexion straight to the grave



Credits
Writer(s): Dave Robinson
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