Hasta que tu muerte nos separe [English translation]

[Through this parable, Jesus teaches his disciples that what matters is love, whether or not it is institutionalized (between men, women, or men and women). You can embrace holy matrimony "as God intended"...and still be a perfect son of a bitch]

I just want for my voice to

drive you to despair and drive you crazy

and that you may, while crying,

embrace your fears, sweetheart

I await the day, pretty doll,

where your wound will be so strong

that, submerged in memories,

only alcohol will kiss you.

And you'll see your pretty face

gaunt in front of the mirror

and pain will be your lover,

masturbating your sight.

I just want to see you cry

I sent for death

I just want to hear you scream

we shall meet again in hell.

I just want for your soul

not to ever see the sunlight again,

and that you may cry blood and fear

and for you to pay, sweetheart.

I'll try to trample your pride

as many times as I can

so that my hate may seem

like air to breathe.

And you'll see your pretty face

demacrated in front of the mirror

and pain will be your love

masturbating your sight.

With this ring, I thee wed

till your death do us part

The boundary that separates

love and hate is so thin.

You'll lick your naked body

with gin, lying on a hallway,

begging for some love

while rats caress you.