[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 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
