Existence by Cadaveria Lyrics
In a fireflies’ world already gone when we begin to look at it
Interested in anything disinterested in production
In this fireflies’ world
Arriving on the threshold of a half-life
I’m troubled by the thought of living only half
I get worked up about the heat of parading
Debilitated by the anxiety of inspecting me inside
I love men of the great contempt
They are also the men of the great veneration
In life, rather than in chess
The game goes on even after the checkmate
In a fireflies’ world already gone when we begin to look at it
Interested in anything disinterested in production
In this fireflies’ world
Arriving on the threshold of a half-life
I count the forever things I have done
My soul, my skin, the only responsibility
My soul, my skin, testimonies of existence
I love men of the great contempt
They are also the men of the great veneration
In life, rather than in chess
The game goes on even after the checkmate
Interested in anything disinterested in production
In this fireflies’ world
Arriving on the threshold of a half-life
I’m troubled by the thought of living only half
I get worked up about the heat of parading
Debilitated by the anxiety of inspecting me inside
I love men of the great contempt
They are also the men of the great veneration
In life, rather than in chess
The game goes on even after the checkmate
In a fireflies’ world already gone when we begin to look at it
Interested in anything disinterested in production
In this fireflies’ world
Arriving on the threshold of a half-life
I count the forever things I have done
My soul, my skin, the only responsibility
My soul, my skin, testimonies of existence
I love men of the great contempt
They are also the men of the great veneration
In life, rather than in chess
The game goes on even after the checkmate