I need no angel
I need no cover
I come with my own army


I have no heaven
I have no Father

I come with my own army

I followed the pain

And after all I stand
Following the path on my own


I need no heaven
I need no saviour
I come with my own army


There is no anger
There is no sorrow

I come with my own army

Mother, I followed the pain

And here I still stand
Following the traces you left


Madre,
I'm shedding my skin
Mother I believe, 17

In a bed of roses
Where you're lying frozen


I'm shedding my skin
Mother I believe, 17
And I need no angel

If you stand with me
You're my army