Ephel Duath My Glassy Shelter (dirty White) Lyrics

My Glassy Shelter (dirty White) Lyrics

Is it so useless to talk

With these still shades?

Sometimes it seems
that

I spy my moves

Through the vent of a glass stone.



...But what am I observing?

The sandpit I'm digging

Doesn't seem
deep enough,

'cause the cries of the wounded wave

are covering my
strains.



But I long for this amorphous embrace

To reach
close connections with my

Ego:

This is the spiral...



Is it so useless to talk

with these still shades?