Although my life is full of shadows
I don't need to love, I don't need
I understand that loving is a shame
And that a pain of love is infinite
And I don't need to love, I have shame
To want again what I have wanted
Every repetition is an offense
And all suppression is an oblivion
Disdainful, similar to the gods
I will continue fighting for my fate
Without listening to the frightened voices
Of those poisoned by death
I do not need to love, it is absurd
I will repeat © the sermon on the mountain
For that reason of carrying until I die
All the immortal hatred that accompanies me