I can't see you, I can't hear you Do you still exist? I can't feel you, I can't touch you,
Do you exist? The Phantom Agony
I can't taste you, I can't think of you,
Do we exist at all?
(II. Between hope and despair) The future doesn't pass
And the past won't overtake the present
All that 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
We're all sadists
The age
We meditate too much,
Drives us away from the essence of life
So that our instincts will fade away
They fade away What's the point of life
And what's the meaning if we all die in the end?
Does it make sense to learn or do we forget everything?
Reveal the truth of existence Tears of unprecedented beauty
We're all pessimists Teach me how to see and free the disbelief in me
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 selfAnd develop ourselves
This is the way to escape from our agitation
Use your illusion and enter my dream.
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