Judgment day

Can you just stop breathing?
Just stop trying to find your own way.
It will be death meeting,
On your beautiful Judgment day.
You will feel that now you're needless.
And you need to get out of here.
But now, all attempts are useless...
Just let all your curses on me.
I'd be your angel of freedom.
This can warm my infinite pride.
So, you'd be in the Garden of Eden,
Fight with your own Jekyll and Hyde.