Weißt du, was es bedeutet, von Tod geliebt zu werden?
Now you're gone I fear
But somehow you're still here
You did not want to hear
But now I do not want to remember
Did not know my name but
Liked to play this game and
Then you fan the flame 'cause
Then I saw your eyes made of amber
Stop that noise!
You were so afraid
You looked like Sharon Tate
I think it was your fate
But no! I do not want to remember
Then you broke the spell cried
'Help me — I'm in hell'
It was your final yell
'Cause then I shut the door of your chamber
Stop that noise!
Do you feel the knife when I thrill you?
Do you feel alive when I kill you?
Fuck me — mind over matter
I knew from the start
That you would break my heart
And then I fell apart
But now I do not dare to remember
Now you hold my hand
Say 'now I understand why death is not the end'
And now we feel the cold of December