Luyện nghe bài hát Epsilon

I feel like is just a means to an end.
Does it any meaning as I reach the end?
Lost to memory, reality.
I'm awake or asleep both are all but a dream.
Finality of this life is certain for me.
to memory, final reality.
Sifting fragments of time, drifting, away.
Sense of finality, is dawning on me.
What is the purpose of death, live, learn, die then
Feel I'm lying awake, only when I'm dead.
Lost to memory, reality.
memories.
I'm temporary, to contain.
Like Epsilon, my finality is out the way.
What I learned?
What I forget?
Monumental rhythm of is pounding out the beat of the dead,
but might it all end, without a
to memory, final reality.
Speed Of
day grows quicker as I breathe.
Or is it that year seems to get shorter?
Racing at the of life.
So to do, so little time.
I don't to win this race.
swiftly to my grave.
Epidermis showing signs of decay from living my life.
No way to slow the of time.
Of this I am you live, then you die.
From to my old age.
day of life.
Another of the page.
at the speed of life.
So to do, so little time.
swiftly to my grave.
Is it me, is it all in my head?
Rather a fight to ascend an easy descent.
Do you ever get the feeling you're in some of race?
Each day has more to offer, there's just no to play.
One mine I'm a child, the I am a man.
And fate, it pushes my life, the fastest it can.