From the Sky by The Abaddon Process Lyrics

All events will be deleted
Without a chance to change the present reality
Taking control of their minds to keep squeezing life
From the depth of the earth

They will never be gods of themselves
Slaves of everything
From the sky we would see toxic poison
Fall on our crops

Nutrient mutations
You're needs are our diseases
Damn pain free slaves

Evil artist hiding shame on their artworks
Their excuses for war will never end

Creating easy and deadly weapon minds
But nothing is written yet
And we can write alternative realities
They know they have not predicted anything
And they have written their plans
Looking for ways to complete
Their false prophecies

Their fears are so easy to see
When they create economic depressions

Destroying all their artworks
Playing to be gods
Looking for respect
Through the fear

Filling their brains of power of power that doesn't exist
Filling their brains, taking control of their minds
To keep squeezing life from the depth of the earth
Taking control of their minds to keep squeezing life

From the sky we would see toxic poison
Fall on our crops

From the sky we would see toxic poison
Fall on our crops

They know they have not predicted anything
And they have written their plans
Looking for ways to complete
Their false prophecies
Destroying all their artworks
Playing to be gods
Looking for respect
Through the fear