Thanks For Your Pain-The curse of my love

I.
With heavy anguish, hopeless straining,
The bonds of love I would remove.
Oh, to be loosed from their enchaining!
Oh, freedom, only not to love!

BREAK
Yauuuu
Lets GO!!

 [bad word] 
My love-my curse forever
My heart as a hot steam
Which [bad word] cold never
I don't want to love–this is my dream

I don't want to love–this is my dream
I don't want to love–this is my dream

II.
There is no freedom, unforgiven,
We live as slaves, by life consumed;
We perish, tortured, bound and driven,
Promised to death, and to love—doomed

Promised to death, and to love—doomed
Promised to death, and to love—doomed