Ephel Duath - The Picture (Bordeaux) lyrics

A never ending Painting,

No subject defined,

Not a precise style,

Confused traits poor colours.

Are you really able to find a message?

I,

Defeated,

Grow dim again,

To not graze this lying vision,

To not admire the banal.

Distantly,

Glittering sides try to illude, [elude?]

Disturbing,

No results...Again....

I rove hearing the noise...of false moves.

Skimming transparent figures,

Observing a pale

And sober, Painting....

I will deface it,

Enjoy the cut.