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 I’m afraid of my own exchange of views 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 self- realisation This is the way to escape from our agitation And developed ourselves Use your illusion and enter my dream...
