When all the world has gone insane

The men, the beasts, every living thing

At the top of the trees, at the bottom of the pyramid

A face in the crowd, trying to exist

We paid too much significance to things

We spread enough intolerance it seems

Now that everything has lost its taste

The food, the water hanging by a thread

We had our chance, but gave in too easily

Under the Sun, trying to resist

We paid too much significance to things

We spread enough intolerance it seems

At the speed of light, we move away

When all the world has gone insane

Never too close, never too far

Without rule, we are