My Glassy Shelter (Dirty White)

My Glassy Shelter (Dirty White)

Song My Glassy Shelter (Dirty White)
Artist Ephel Duath
Album The Painters Palette

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?