| Another day in darkland | |
| He killed his family | |
| Just couldn't see a future | |
| Like he was told to be | |
| And as the great provider | |
| Stopped his source to survive | |
| He found he served the wrong gods | |
| A credit or his life | |
| And then we read the news from all around the world ' | |
| Bout all this tragedies we cannot understand | |
| How can you say it's only letters that don't matter much | |
| That you don't care 'bout all this misery in you and me | |
| All this insanity surrounding me | |
| All this insanity is killing me | |
| Another night in dreamworld | |
| She had it up to here | |
| So went up to the rooftop | |
| Got rid of all her fear | |
| Well, as her head was shattered | |
| She made peace with her age | |
| There lying on the pavement | |
| She finally left the stage | |
| And on the television rules an abstract life | |
| Where next to youth and beauty nothing can survive | |
| How can you say it's just a point of view, it's up to you | |
| While in the hidden grows this misery in you and me | |
| All this insanity surrounding me | |
| All this insanity is killing me |