Ephel Duath - Vector, Third Movement Lyrics
Follies wedged,Deep,Twisting brush against the warp,This waltz agrees to armorial bearings stuck on my route.To glide from the light blue of desire's roomSeems to be my favorite sing song.Shall we talk about intermittent blindness,Can we roam without miss darkness?I've turned back to worm out a secretBut useless bounds are the presents.Useless bounds are the presents,I've turned back to worm out a secret.