Epica – A Phantom Agony

i. impasse of thoughts

i cana€™t see you i, cana€™t hear you

do you still exist?

i cana€™t feel you, i cana€™t touch you

do you still exist?

the phantom agony

i cana€™t taste you, i cana€™t think of you

do we exist at all?

ii. between hope and despair

the future doesna€™t pass

and the post wona€™t overtake the present

all the remains is an obsolete illusion

we are afraid of all the things that could not be

a phantom agony

do we dream at night

or do we share the same old fantasy?

i am a silhouette of the person wandering in my dreams

tears of unprecedented beauty

reveal the truth of existence

wea€™re all sadists

the age-old development of consciousness

drives us away from the essence of life

we meditate too much,

so that our instincts will fade away

they fade away

whata€™s the point of life

and whata€™s the meaning if we all die in the end?

does it make sense to learn or do we forget everything?

tears of unprecedented beauty

reveal the truth of existence

wea€™re all pessimists

teach me how to see and free the disbelief in me

what we get is what we see, the phantom agony

a te spiritus noster devoratur et nostra anima capitur

ia€™m afraid of my own exchange of views

what we get is what we see, the phantom agony

iii. nevermore

the lucidity of my mind has been revealed in new dreams

i am able to travel where my heart goes

in search of self- realisation

this is the way to escape from our agitation

and developed ourselves

use your illusion and enter my dream…