I Sell Heaven To See The Hell

Rotten creatures it is so opposite to me
To see and feel To hear and suffer!
Rotten creatures it is so opposite to me
To see and feel Your presence!

Thousand years
I rejoiced for only deaths
Thousand years
I decayed seeing as you are born [2]

I am ready to sell even god
To decay in the earth!

And never know this warm light
I am ready to be strong
I am ready to burn myself
To enjoy your suffering, your pain

I will sell paradise and try
To destroy you, a spawn
Created by the descendant of Good

I wish to decay in a Hell,
There will be much colder

There I cannot see you
To feel and hear
I will fall from heaven
And crash my skull by the earth
Only for not to see you!
I sell you!

Thousand years
I rejoiced for only deaths
Thousand years
I decayed seeing as you are born [2]

I sell you![2]