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作词 : Piety to Agony | 誠於苦 |
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作曲 : Piety to Agony | 誠於苦 |
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Is there any sign to prove that I’m here? |
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Does every body have a place to be? |
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Are we the insignificant here just as he foresees? |
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We think in a dream, as if living. |
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A dream in which we live called reality. |
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We're not anything we think we are. |
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Mere appearance! Everything held dear to heart. |
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I hate to break it but if you really really think about it, |
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we're only cavemen chained to see the shadows on a damn wall. |
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We see, we feel, we take our life so blessedly. |
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See nothing! ****, nothing's our everything! |
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Take whatever credit for your so-called originality. |
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Comes and goes it's just a perpetual cycle… |
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Is there any sign to prove that I’m here? |
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Does every body have a place to be? |
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Are we the insignificant here just as he foresees? |
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Presented to us is a paint by senses. |
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Without a reference we cry "This is it!" |
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We little figures flourish and wilt in a frame prefixed. |
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Dear the Infinite, aren’t we fun to be played with? |
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Grace our fate with a way to heighten our state. |
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We're not anything we think we are. |
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Mere appearance! Everything held dear to heart. |
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I hate to break it but if you really really think about it, |
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we're only cavemen chained to see the shadows on a damn wall. |
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We see, we feel, we take our life so blessedly. |
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See nothing! ****, nothing's our everything! |
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Take whatever credit for your so-called originality. |
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Comes and goes it's just a perpetual cycle we've been waiting by the assembly line so desperate to be a part of. |