Strange but the men 
Who made the maze were blind 
In vain we seek the way out now 
They thought it all 
Out many years ago 
Nobody noticed the crack of doom 
They ravaged mother 
Earth To satisfy their greed 
They forgot the future 
And destroyed the seed 
All those great dreams 
By which we long live well 
Are just illusions in the smoke of hell 
What's conceivable 
Should happen too 
We got the power 
We got the rule 
Call it Insania 
Tragedy reduced to numbers 
Megalomania 
Let the ocean freeze 
Call it Insania 
Stopped rotation of the 
Earth Megalomania 
All movements ends