Monday morning nineteen ninety five

In the rush hour on the subway

Packed with people off to work

Unsuspecting the horror floating their way

No signs to tell them the dreadful fate

Innocent packages on the floor

Slowly releasing the invisible gas

As devastating as total war

Sarin, colorless

Sarin, odorless

Sarin, volatile

Sarin, time to die

Starting to cough and drool

People breaking into sweat

Thousands of souls trapped in a train

Many unconscious or left for dead

Cardiopulmonary arrest

Fatal change in respiration

Medical teams are on alert

Tokyo left in devastation

Sarin, colorless

Sarin, odorless

Sarin, volatile

Sarin, time to die