Luyện nghe bài hát Epsilon

I like this is just a means to an end.
it hold any meaning as I reach the end?
Lost to memory, reality.
When I'm awake or both are all but a dream.
of this life is something certain for me.
Lost to memory, reality.
fragments of time, drifting, falling away.
Sense of finality, fate is on me.
What is the of death, live, learn, die then forget?
Feel I'm lying awake, only when I'm dead.
to memory, final reality.
memories.
I'm temporary, to contain.
Epsilon, my finality is pointing out the way.
What I learned?
What I forget?
Monumental rhythm of life is out the beat of the dead,
but might it all end, a meaning?
to memory, final reality.
Speed Of
Each day grows as I breathe.
Or is it that every seems to get shorter?
Racing at the of life.
So much to do, so time.
I don't to win this race.
swiftly to my grave.
Epidermis showing signs of decay from living my life.
No way to the hands of time.
Of I am sure you live, then you die.
infancy to my old age.
day of life.
Another of the page.
Racing at the of life.
So to do, so little time.
Heading to my grave.
Is it me, is it all in my head?
Rather a fight to ascend than an descent.
Do you ever get the feeling you're in sort of race?
day has more to offer, there's just no time to play.
One mine I'm a child, the I am a man.
And fate, it pushes my life, the fastest it can.