Текст песни 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.Saetia - Notres Langues Nous Trompes - http://ru.motolyrics.com/saetia/notres-langues-nous-trompes-lyrics.html
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.