How would it be like to live along
Our passions all the way ?
And let their harrowing law
Prevails until the last day !
How in the world, did I get there
Bonded by habit's chains ?
Countless duties everywhere
Will soon drive me insane !
Condemned to ceaselessly repeat
The same absurd distress
There is no more dreadful ordeal
Than carry on while knowing all that meaningless
Amid the strife between our longing and deeds
May the struggle itself be enough to craft our bliss
But first of all, let's trick the fate
And devote to chasing new baits
As we escape across the void
Let's reshape what's already spoiled
Sticking to that forlorn solace
Futile entertainment
Perpetual restarting
Devoid of sense as well !
Now time to face, with new insight
The huge waste of the years
What once seemed of little price
Is driving me to tears !
Condemned to ceaselessly repeat
The same absurd distress
There is no more dreadful ordeal
Than carry on while knowing all that meaningless
But first of all, let's trick the fate
And devote to chasing new baits
As we escape across the void
Let's reshape what's already spoiled
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