I don't know why language fascinates me
It's one of the few things I'm good at, but I can't speak
But ray-al as you say is so beautiful, and the emotional side of my soul wants to fall inside your foreign tongues, to slip into them and embrace you
How conflicted I feel when the cold side of my soul turns away from your voice
...when the darkness in my eyes turns you away
How dark is the night, my love, how empty the words that I lay upon you
When your soul falls under the veil and my touch chills you
Know that you are still loved