歌手:Piety to Agony | 誠於苦
专辑:《Piety to Agony》

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