The Phantom Agony

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 & 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 (Instrumental) 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...