Another Me (In Lack’ Ech) - Epica

If you search for enrichment

And injure others

Earning more that you can spend

You’ll pass the borders

When you think you’ve succeeded

But something’s missing

Means you have been defeated

By greed, your weakness

This fantasy is not enough for me I want it, I’ll take it away from you

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’t so insatiable

There would be much more than less

I cannot see why you’d be another me I just take care of myself and no-one else

Life is often cynical

In the search for hopefulness

We’re only wanting more and more,

So we got into this mess

All that you’ve taken from others

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 se source and end is you

In Lack’ech

Never finding fulfilment, the source and end is you