I climbed the stairs of loneliness

from where I saw a darker sky

of images torn under fire

and debris of the human race

I realized the pain on earth

the bitterness of our existence

I forced myself to see some more

fronted the horror

of our inevitable extinction

Mediocre beings

without strong passions

left in the mercy of altruistic

fantasies

refusing responsibility

for shaping our destinies

Displaying false sentimentality

I see another version of my life

the misconception of reality

the way to sweet insanity

As history repeats itself

I won't fail to find my pieces

your shape will fade in my memory

but I 'll remember your many faces

The images of our extinction

will give me back the pleasures I 've once had

the images of our extinction

the way to sweet insanity