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If God made us in His image
If it was His will
He should have taken offense
At the evil poorly inhabited
That intrudes and shares
The immaculate innocence of my wise child's soul
I would like to understand

From this paradox, I am not an accomplice
Suffer that another
Slips into me
For without logic, I leave myself
As satanic as angelic

If every time we chatter
We let ourselves drift
I believe that by inheritance
My silence is deadly
You discover me pale
Fixed on your so tender eyes
I could well accidentally with a chisel split them

From this paradox, I am not an accomplice
Suffer that another
Slips into me
For without logic, I leave myself
As satanic as angelic

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Without logic, I leave myself
As satanic as angelic
(Without logic, I leave myself) from this paradox, I am not an accomplice
(As satanic as angelic) suffer that another slips into me
(Without logic, I leave myself) from this paradox, I am not an accomplice
(As satanic as angelic) suffer that another slips into me
(Without logic, I leave myself) from this paradox, I am not an accomplice
(As satanic as angelic) suffer that another slips into me
(Without logic, I leave myself) from this paradox, I am not an accomplice
(As satanic as angelic) Suffer that another slips into me

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