Lyrics Notres Langues Nous Trompes - Saetia

Notres Langues Nous Trompes

I bleed onto a page for you where diction has lost all its meaning
And secrets fall from lips like dying petals in a forgotten garden
Believing language we speak in tongues deceiving ourselves
My heart whispers in forms that twenty years of reason and cognition have
rendered useless
If only you could hear what I have seen for aeons before this zero
To see our system as a void, to believe ourselves immune--
To never feel our wings melting
We are all spirits trapped and dying
Trapped and dying