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Текст (слова) песни: Ephel Duath - My Glassy Shelter (Dirty White)
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?
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