The master plan.

Supersonic pharmaceutical planes 
Deliver a healthy dose of pain
From high altitude chemical trails
Keeping us all insane.

I loved to stare at those fluffy white clouds
To watch the chemicals settle upon the trees
To take a deep breath, knowing its good to breathe
Its good for you, and me.

You see, they are slowly killing us
And I use to think this was wrong

Now I know, up there is where I belong
Carelessly dispensing a good dose of death
Cancers, aids, Alzheimer's or the plague
I just toss it into the air in fits of rage

You may think that I'm mad and I assure you, I am
But I like to think that I'm quiet sane
In my own little way

You see, we humans are a horrid species 
Creators of war and decay
A molestation upon ourselves
We are simply death in our own devious ways 

So very soon when war erupts once more
I will deliver the perfect prescription
A magnificent plume of crimson delight 
RED MERCURY, to assure the job is done right.