(Epica: "Consign To Oblivion", live in Frankreich 2017; Original aus dem gleichnamigen Album, 2005)
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 mind
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 mind
We are so afraid of the things unknown
We just flee into a dream that never comes true
Low, low, low to the ground we feel safe
Low, low, 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
Fulfill your dreams; life is not what it seems
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 shoudn'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
Fulfill your dreams; life is not what it seems
We have captured time
So time made us all hostages without mercy
Low, low, low to the ground we feel safe
Low, low, 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
So merkt man daß man alt wird: Es war also schon 2005, als ich eine junge attraktive Dame aus der Nachbarschaft bat, mir das neue Epica-Album von einem Kurztrip in die Niederlande wo die CD einige Wochen früher erschien, mitzubringen. Allmählich fühle ich mich wie Methusalem.
AntwortenLöschenLangweiliges Bombastgejodele einer überdimensionierten Schülerband.
AntwortenLöschenDie Tusse hat zwar Probleme den Ton zu halten, dafür aber den fetten Arsch einer Helene Fischer.
@ Anonym: Es ist doch immer wieder amüsant zu beobachten, wenn "Musikexperten" progressive Elemente und vorzügliche musikalische Fähigkeiten in der Rockmusik nicht erkennen, dafür aber mit einer gehörigen Portion Sexismus glänzen: Da quillt der sich maskulin wähnende "Fachmann" aus jedem Wort! ;-)
AntwortenLöschenWenn's Dir nicht gefällt - und das ist ja völlig "legitim" - höre Dir die Musik doch einfach nicht an, anstatt sie unqualifiziert und unberechtigter Weise mit derartig niveaulosen Bemerkungen zu diffamieren. Du kannst sie freilich auch substanziell kritisieren - sofern Du verstehst, was damit gemeint ist und dazu in der Lage bist. Allerdings hättest Du das in diesem Falle wohl bereits getan.
Liebe Grüße!