1.The Phantom Agony - Single Version

I can't see you, I can't hear you Do you still exist? I cn'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 conciousness 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 learsn 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...




3.Façade Of Reality

Sanguis meus tibi non iam perbibendus sit Macula aeterintatis Numquam detergenda Quisnam surget et deteget Imaginem veritates ? 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 thet 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 diasdaon A disgrace on the beyond That can never be undone Who shall rise and unveil The Facade of Reality? Is tere still room for new dents in old wrecks? A disgrace on the beyond that can never be ondone Deceive yourself by yielding to soft words Enrich yourself by making up your own mind Sanguis meus tibi non iam perbibendus sit