sensorium - epica ( ingles)

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Chance doesnt exist But the path of life is not totally so predestined And time and chronology show us how all should be In the ways of existence To find out why we are here

Being conscious is a torment The more we learn is the less we get Every answer contains a new quest A quest to non existence, a journey with no end

No one surveys the whole, focus on things so small But lifes objective is to make it meaningful Only searching for this That which doesnt exist Although our ability to relativize remains unclear

Im not afraid to die Im afraid to be alive without being aware of it

Im so afraid to, I couldnt stand to Waste all my energy on things That do not matter anymore

Our future has already been written by us alone But we dont grasp the meaning Of our programmed course of life Our future has already been wasted by us alone And we just let it happen and do not worry at all

We only fear what comes And smell death every day Search for the answers that lie beyond

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