Above glances you condemn
My indignation will be your shadow
Immersed in eternal moments of restlessness
From the depths of my mind I upset reality 
âDon't speak
If you don't know about my depths
Irae indulge
The wise man is not a judge
If he doesn't yet know my whys
You will want to
But in your deception you will not have meâ
Mists overlook my cities
The absolute truths that I will never wear
If my dark silences you cannot understand
A smile on my face yes lights up
But it isâ ironic madness
âDon't speak
If you don't know about my depths
Irae indulge
The wise man is not a judge< br/>If you still don't know my whys
You will want to
But in your deception you will not have me
Irae indulge
You wise man are not a judge
Why you will never know...about me!...

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