Need air Do not want to frozen to die Burns on my body Radiation in skin I'm cursed By angel I'm seeing stars They approach me More light hurts My eyes and body I do not want is so close Not want to be perfect I see horrible things I feel the fire burning In my ugly as gasoline Burning inside me This is hell of an angel It is the terror of a human being I'm here on an altar To serve as a tool That plays only notes of pain I am the ingredient of the future I'm the cure-all What is evil and impure Six thousand times be damned The demons who condemned me Eighteen times be blessed by the pest Those who crucified me And forever to be forgotten Those who were useful to the world No wisdom without pain No glory without sweat There is no victory without battle Not a crime without punishment