I had God as my mentor.
I learned nothing.
Advice i seeked
and silence he gave to me.
Keeping your voice means agreed
so i never learned right from wrong.
Do i need others?
Do i need God?
I cant stand thoughts of judgement.
so i wear a cloack and hide.
Living my life my way
i only need myself for that.

I cant stand
all these faces
looking down at me.
I stand
on my mountain
looking up at them
I'll rest here
till this will be no more
highest point i could reach

Just a shallow conception of heaven.

When i walk
in these streets
my head aches or my heart?
To demonstrate
all i am
i feel like a fool given the tools to lie.
Im not
really saying
that silence is the easy way.

Here me out.
Please dont judge me now.
Let it all out when i am gone.
All this time
i felt like
i told you how i feel.
That is silly
i indeed know
cause i didn't share it with anybody

I cant stand
all these faces
looking down at me.
I stand
on my mountain
looking up at them
I'll rest here
till this will be no more
highest point i could reach

Just a shallow conception of heaven.