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the 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 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...