Epica

Another Me

If you search for enrichment

And injure others

Earning more that you can spend

You

When you think you

But something

Means you have been defeated

By greed, your weakness

This fantasy is not enough for me

I want it, I

Your misery that softly incites me

All I do is using, abusing you

Life is often miserable

In the search for happiness

The power so desirable

They bring so much distress

Life is often pitiful

In the search for blessedness

If we weren

There would be much more than less

When you think you

But something

Means you have been defeated

By greed, your weakness

If you search for enrichment

And injure others

Earning more that you can spend

You

I cannot see why you

When you think you

But something

Means you have been defeated

By greed, your weakness

I just take care of myself and no-one else

This fantasy is not enough for me

I want it, I

Your misery that softly incites me

All I do is using, abusing you

Life is often cynical

In the search for hopefulness

We

So we got into this mess

When you think you

But something

Means you have been defeated

By greed, your weakness

If you search for enrichment

And injure others

Earning more that you can spend

You

I cannot see why you

When you think you

But something

Means you have been defeated

By greed, your weakness

I just take care of myself and no-one else

All that you

Will be taken from you

All that your dissonance smothers

Will then come back to you

Whatever happens tomorrow, and whatever you do

Just keep in mind, that the source and end is you

When you think you

But something

Means you have been defeated

By greed, your weakness

If you search for enrichment

And injure others

Earning more that you can spend

You

I cannot see why you

When you think you

But something

Means you have been defeated

By greed, your weakness

I just take care of myself and no-one else

This fantasy is not enough for me

I want it, I

Your misery that softly incites me

All I do is using, abusing you

Never finding fulfilment, the source and end is you

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