So every day, I get up & come back to the mirror / ...To fall silent at last ... Yet ... " Don't go" ... " I don't go anywhere, I think !" / How long will is still last ... not to suffer from any kind of affront ... Am I here to tell myself that it's possible for me tomorrow not to wake up?... Am I here to tell myself ? Fire & flesh are false - The executioner went back to his position - The mob doesn't care about divine justice anymore .