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