[I. Impasse of Thoughts]



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



We are afraid of all the things that could not be

A phantom agony





Tears of unprecedented beauty

Reveal the truth of existence

We'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



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?



We are afraid of all the things that could not be

A phantom agony





Tears of unprecedented beauty

Reveal the truth of existence

We're all pessimists



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



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



[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-realization



This is the way to escape from our agitation

And develop ourselves

Use your illusion and enter my dream...