Monday, July 17, 2006
Wednesday, July 12, 2006
[ Epica ]
Chance doesn’t 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
No one survives the whole, focus on things so small
But life’s objective is to make it meaningful
Only searching for this
That which doesn’t exist
Although our ability
to relativize remains unclear
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
I’m not afraid to die
I’m afraid to be alive without being aware of it
I’m so afraid to, I couldn’t stand to
Waste all my energy in things
that do not matter anymore
Our future has already been written by us alone
But we don’t grasp the meaning
Of our programmed course of life
We only fear what comes
and smell death every day.
Our future has already been wasted by us alone
And we just let it happen and do not worry at all
Our future has already been written by us alone
But we don’t grasp the meaning
Of our programmed course of life
We only fear what comes
And smell death every day
Search for the answers that lie beyond
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
Epica - Sensorium
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
No one survives the whole, focus on things so small
But life’s objective is to make it meaningful
Only searching for this
That which doesn’t exist
Although our ability
to relativize remains unclear
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
I’m not afraid to die
I’m afraid to be alive without being aware of it
I’m so afraid to, I couldn’t stand to
Waste all my energy in things
that do not matter anymore
Our future has already been written by us alone
But we don’t grasp the meaning
Of our programmed course of life
We only fear what comes
and smell death every day.
Our future has already been wasted by us alone
And we just let it happen and do not worry at all
Our future has already been written by us alone
But we don’t grasp the meaning
Of our programmed course of life
We only fear what comes
And smell death every day
Search for the answers that lie beyond
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
Epica - Sensorium
Saturday, May 6, 2006
[ Christian Gothic Metal ]
Why isn't there a good Christian Gothic Metal band? [ or at least A band ]...of course I know it's kind of impossible because of the contents of Gothic Metal, but at least there should be a band with the very basic characteristics of a Gothic Metal band and with possitive lyrics, and don't get me wrong, I am not much of a possitive person myself but I think it'd be nice for a change. In general, "Christian" music is not as complex as "Pagan" music, its composition is very simple and "catchy"...I wonder if there are any Christian Progressive Metal/Rock bands XD and I wonder why this is so...
http://chalice.mu/
http://chalice.mu/
Friday, May 5, 2006
Tuesday, April 25, 2006
[ Loud people ]
I hate loud people, and I hate it even more when there are a lot of loud people together, that indistinguishable bunch of words is so disturbing; humans should be designed to communicate in half duplex instead of full duplex. Actually I think we are but we try full duplex anyways...we bastards.
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