Epica je nizozemská sympho-death metalová kapela. Založil ji Mark Jansem, hned po svém odchodu z předcházející kapely After Forever. Na konci roku 2002 opustil Mark Jansen After Forever kvůli neshodám v tvorbě a začal hledat muzikanty k...

Píseň: Consign to Oblivion

Interpret:
Epica
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Consign To Oblivion
How can we let this happen and 
Just keep our eyes closed ‘till the end 


The only thing that counts is the prosperity of today 
Most important to us is that our bills get paid 


Our good intentions have always been delayed 


How can we let this happen and 
Just keep our eyes closed ‘till the end 
When we will stand in front of heaven’s gate 
It will be too late! 


Try to unlearn all that you’ve learnt 
Try to listen to your heart 
No, we can’t understand the universe 
by just using our minds 
We are so afraid of all the things unknown 


A must we appease is the lust to get laid 
Nothing really matters, just devouring our prey 


Our good intentions have always been delayed so 
Our generous acts have always come too late 


How can we let this happen and 
Just keep our eyes closed ‘till the end 
When we will stand in front of heaven’s gate 
It will be too late! 


Try to unlearn all that you’ve learnt 
Try to listen to your heart 
No, we can’t understand the universe 
by just using our minds 
We are so afraid of all the things unknown 
We just flee into a dream that never comes true 


Low to the ground we feel safe 
Low to the ground we feel brave 


Oblivisci tempta quod didicisti 


Open your eyes, we’re not in paradise 
How can’t you see this stress is killing me? 
Fulfil your dreams; life is not what is seems to be 
We have captured time 
So time made us all hostages without mercy 


Seemingly generous fooling ourselves 
Selfishly venomous time tells 


Too much thinking goes at the cost of all our intuition 
Our thoughts create reality 
But we neglect to be! 
So we’re already slaves of our artificial world 
We shouldn’t try to control life 
But listen to the laws of nature 


Open your eyes, we’re not in paradise 
How can’t you see this stress is killing me? 
Fulfil your dreams; life is not what is seems to be 
We have captured time 
So time made us all hostages without mercy 


Low to the ground we feel safe 
Low to the ground we feel brave 


We all think we’re generous 
But we only fool ourselves 
The only thing that matters is 
Our way and our vision 


Selfishly we’re venomous 
But you know the time tells us 
There is more to life than our 
Higher positions, race for perfection 
Better, faster 
We must return to the laws of the nature 
Free ourselves from madness