1. 1

    Epica - Unleashed

  2. 2

    Epica - Feint

  3. 3

    Epica - Cry For The Moon (The Embrace That Smothers) (Pt. IV)

  4. 4

    Epica - The Phantom Agony

  5. 5

    Christian Death - Spiritual Cramp

  6. 6

    ASP - Frieden Im Land

  7. 7

    Epica - Abyss Of Time (Countdown To Singularity)

  8. 8

    Christian Death - Blood Moon

  9. 9

    ASP - Welcome

  10. 10

    ASP - Me

  11. 11

    Epica - Cry For The Moon

  12. 12

    Epica - Unchain Utopia

  13. 13

    Christian Death - Deathwish

  14. 14

    ASP - Ich Bin Ein Wahrer Satan

  15. 15

    ASP - Kummer

  16. 16

    Epica - Sensorium

  17. 17

    Christian Death - Tales Of Innocence

  18. 18

    Christian Death - Four Horsemen

  19. 19

    ASP - Schwarzes Blut

  20. 20

    ASP - She Wore Shadows

  21. 21

    Epica - Rivers

  22. 22

    Epica - Storm The Sorrow

  23. 23

    Christian Death - Sick Of Love

  24. 24

    ASP - Werben

  25. 25

    Christian Death - Death Wish

  26. 26

    ASP - Sanctus benedictus

  27. 27

    Christian Death - Church Of No Return

  28. 28

    Christian Death - Romeo's Distress

  29. 29

    ASP - Sing Child

  30. 30

    Christian Death - Beautiful

Sensorium

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 surveys 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 nonexistence, a journey with no end

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