This is far from being "Whiteness witness"

We shall not forgive the innocents for what they haven't done, and certainly don't get used to ideas we didn't look for.
Lying to the mirror is as much a lie as it is worshiping it, even when it's cloudy and messy and you give yourself the non-sensest speech your sweet and lovely first girlfriend could ever hear in her entire, sleep-as-much-as-you-can-to-bear-the-week life.
Since preaching with the example is exactly what they shouldn't be doing, I'll erase this words and none of you will ever read them. Not even myself.
The engines of their trains are roaring in silence. The peaks of our graves have been climbed by our youngest and most reckless children, tearing apart the underwear of our deepest shyness. Beloved are those who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers.
Humming my own Requiem, my ribs are leaving their places. My teeth, they won't stand much longer. Will my eyes fall? Luckly, by now, it happened only a few times.

For I am a whiteness witness.

Since I don't have you, my lyrics are better.

Peace out, m'boys.