Epica - Sensorium

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Chance doesnt exist 

But the path of life is not totally so predestined 

And time and chronology show us how all should be 

In the ways of existence 

To find out why we are here 

Being conscious is a torment 

The more we learn is the less we get 

Every answer contains a new quest 

A quest to non existence, a journey with no end 

No one surveys the whole, focus on things so small 

But lifes objective is to make it meaningful 

Only searching for this 

That which doesnt exist 

Although our ability to relativize remains unclear 

Im not afraid to die 

Im afraid to be alive without being aware of it 

Im so afraid to, I couldnt stand to 

Waste all my energy on things 

That do not matter anymore 

Our future has already been written by us alone 

But we dont grasp the meaning 

Of our programmed course of life 

Our future has already been wasted by us alone 

And we just let it happen and do not worry at all 

We only fear what comes 

And smell death every day 

Search for the answers that lie beyond

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