Dream Theater: (Another Day)
\"The coldness of this words
The message in his silence,
\"Face the candle to the
wind...\"
This distance in my voice
Isn\'t leaving you a choice
So if you\'re looking for a time
to run away...\"
Epica: (Facade of reality)
\"People created religious inventions
To give their lives a glimmer of hope
And to ease their fear of dying
And people created religious intentions
Only to feel superior and to have a license to kill
Our desire to die is stronger
Than all your desire for life
There is no getting away from it now
Only true faith survives
People created religious inventions
To give their lives a glimmer of hope
And to ease their fear of dying
And people created religious ascensions
To subject the others and to enslave, just to further enrich themselves
It doesn’t matter where we die
It doesn’t matter that you cry
We’ll take you with us
A disgrace on the beyond
O servator, sempiterne
Te grati coluimus, Odor atrox quo nons superfundis intolerabilis est
Deceive yourself by yielding
to soft words that cause no pain
Enrich yourself with different views
Learned without disdain
A disgrace on the beyond
That can never be undone
Who shall rise and unveil
The Facade of Reality?
Is there still room for new dents in old wrecks?
A disgrace on the beyond that can never be undone
Deceive yourself by yielding to soft words
Enrich yourself by making up your own mind \"
Epica po raz drugi: (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 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 persen wandering in my dreams
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?
Tears of unprecedented beauty
Reveal the truth of existence
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 revealde 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 develop ourselves
Use your illusion and enter my dream... \"
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