Текст песни My Glassy Shelter

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 waveEphel Duath - My Glassy Shelter - http://ru.motolyrics.com/ephel-duath/my-glassy-shelter-lyrics.html
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?