Ephel Duath - The Unpoetic Circle 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