[Verse 1]

I stand here, center of the storm, I can't look away, The impact hits, I barely see the damage day by day. Impulsive, chasing down a distant horizon line, Never found my stance, just a feeling of transience, always mine. I search for solid ground, but all I feel is constant flow, In the unison of grey, where others clearly see black and white's sharp glow.

[Pre-Chorus]

And I am the transition itself, the shift within the air, I won't even know it's finished, when I am no longer there. The greatest suffering, the greatest relief, they share one name, In this inevitable current we call life's flickering flame.

[Chorus]

It constantly moves toward an end, which is illusory and vast, Like the life that brought it forward, the moment will not last. When you die, you won't remember you've died anymore, Because consciousness is fatally broken, knocking on an empty door. And without the awareness, does existence truly exist at all? I don't even know my own name, waiting for the curtain call.

[Verse 2]

Maybe I'm just a simple nihilist, sinking in the dread, Lost in existential chaos, by invisible threads led. My own emotions pulled illogically, pulling me here and there, While I perceive the objects, hanging objectively in the air. Reality stands alone, without my mind to understand, It doesn't need opinion, it doesn't need the subject's hand.

[Bridge]

All that is perceived, all that is thought, is born within the soul, It originates from me, and therefore cannot be the whole. Perhaps I'd call myself the Subject, but even that word is flawed, It wouldn't be objective, by the cosmic law is barred. If consciousness defines the being, then I am me, it is true, But that's just a perspective, debatable for me and you.

[Chorus]

It constantly moves toward an end, which is illusory and vast, Like the life that brought it forward, the moment will not last. When you die, you won't remember you've died anymore, Because consciousness is fatally broken, knocking on an empty door. And without the awareness, does existence truly exist at all? I don't even know my own name, waiting for the curtain call.

[Outro / Echo]

I am the transition... I don't even know who I am... Is existence truly existing? (Center of the storm...)

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