Song | Sensorium |
Artist | Epica |
Album | The Phantom Agony |
[00:00.00] | 作曲 : Jansen, Janssen, Sluijter |
[00:14.95] | favor |
[00:37.78] | Chance doesn’t exist |
[00:41.51] | But the path of life is not totally so predestined |
[00:52.23] | And time and chronology show us how all should be |
[01:02.38] | In the ways of existence |
[01:06.56] | To find out why we are here |
[01:13.35] | Being consciousness is a torment |
[01:19.59] | The more we learn is the less we get |
[01:27.72] | No one surveys the whole, focus on things so small |
[01:35.02] | But life’s objective is to make it meaningful |
[01:42.38] | Only searching for this |
[01:45.97] | That which doesn’t exist |
[01:52.44] | Although our ability to relativize remains unclear |
[02:03.33] | Being consciousness is a torment |
[02:09.37] | The more we learn is the less we get |
[02:17.86] | Every answer contains a new quest |
[02:23.83] | A quest to non existence, a journey with no end |
[02:32.02] | I’m not afraid to die |
[02:36.54] | I’m afraid to be alive without being aware of it |
[02:46.58] | I’m so afraid to, I couldn’t stand to |
[02:53.25] | Waste all my energy on things |
[02:58.04] | That do not matter anymore |
[03:15.76] | Our future has already been written by us alone |
[03:20.84] | But we don’t grasp the meaning |
[03:24.49] | Of our programmed course of life |
[03:26.13] | We only fear what comes |
[03:27.88] | And smell death every day |
[03:29.82] | Our future has already been wasted by us alone |
[03:35.18] | And we just let it happen and do not worry at all |
[03:40.59] | Our future has already been written by us alone |
[03:46.03] | But we don’t grasp the meaning |
[03:49.04] | Of our programmed course of life |
[03:51.79] | We only fear what comes |
[03:53.44] | And smell death every day |
[03:55.11] | Search for the answers that lie beyond |
[04:14.27] | Being consciousness is a torment |
[04:19.99] | The more we learn is the less we get |
[04:28.66] | Every answer contains a new quest |
[04:35.18] | A quest to non existence, a journey with no end |
[04:41.96] | -----favor------ |
[00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Jansen, Janssen, Sluijter |
[00:14.95] | favor |
[00:37.78] | Chance doesn' t exist |
[00:41.51] | But the path of life is not totally so predestined |
[00:52.23] | And time and chronology show us how all should be |
[01:02.38] | In the ways of existence |
[01:06.56] | To find out why we are here |
[01:13.35] | Being consciousness is a torment |
[01:19.59] | The more we learn is the less we get |
[01:27.72] | No one surveys the whole, focus on things so small |
[01:35.02] | But life' s objective is to make it meaningful |
[01:42.38] | Only searching for this |
[01:45.97] | That which doesn' t exist |
[01:52.44] | Although our ability to relativize remains unclear |
[02:03.33] | Being consciousness is a torment |
[02:09.37] | The more we learn is the less we get |
[02:17.86] | Every answer contains a new quest |
[02:23.83] | A quest to non existence, a journey with no end |
[02:32.02] | I' m not afraid to die |
[02:36.54] | I' m afraid to be alive without being aware of it |
[02:46.58] | I' m so afraid to, I couldn' t stand to |
[02:53.25] | Waste all my energy on things |
[02:58.04] | That do not matter anymore |
[03:15.76] | Our future has already been written by us alone |
[03:20.84] | But we don' t grasp the meaning |
[03:24.49] | Of our programmed course of life |
[03:26.13] | We only fear what comes |
[03:27.88] | And smell death every day |
[03:29.82] | Our future has already been wasted by us alone |
[03:35.18] | And we just let it happen and do not worry at all |
[03:40.59] | Our future has already been written by us alone |
[03:46.03] | But we don' t grasp the meaning |
[03:49.04] | Of our programmed course of life |
[03:51.79] | We only fear what comes |
[03:53.44] | And smell death every day |
[03:55.11] | Search for the answers that lie beyond |
[04:14.27] | Being consciousness is a torment |
[04:19.99] | The more we learn is the less we get |
[04:28.66] | Every answer contains a new quest |
[04:35.18] | A quest to non existence, a journey with no end |
[04:41.96] | favor |