
Date of issue: 14.07.2016
Record label: Secret Voice
Song language: English
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 |
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The Sweetness and the Light | 2016 |
One Dying Wish | 2016 |
An Open Letter | 2016 |
Ariadne's Thread | 2016 |
Some Natures Catch No Plagues | 2016 |
From the Firmament | 2016 |
Postlapsaria | 2016 |
Corporeal | 2016 |
Roquentin | 2016 |
The Poet You Never Were | 2016 |
Endymion | 2016 |
Closed Hands | 2016 |
Notres Langues Nous Trompent | 2016 |