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Ephel Duath - The Unpoetic Circle (Bottle Green) lyrics
It is quite ironic, I can't slow down this run, But this was my object: To feel. Here, Without disturbances, Lives the sound, I want to close this cycle, But is it equilibrium? We are sliding but all appears so immobile. And I'm so different from me: It's so stupid. Please sketch a portrait to define, I will offer you our faces, Incompleteness, Indefinite resistance. Here, Without disturbances, Lives the sound, I want to close this cycle, But is it equilibrium? We are sliding but all appears so immobile. |
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