Blut geleckt [English translation]

There's something cooking

There she lies in the ambush soundlessly

Do you hear the crackle in the twigs

And the crunch in their silence?

There's something cooking

There she lies in the ambush soundlessly

But the blood-red stains between her claws

Seem to attract nobody's attention

And everything that moves only spins in circles

And everything that stops moving, lies on thin ices

The one who has wounds can lick one's wounds

We have tasted blood, we have skeletons in our closet

The one who has wounds can lick one's wounds

We have tasted blood, we have tasted blood

There's something cooking

She was the angel of Bremen

But Lucifer opened his needle buffet

And everyone's allowed to take something

Her poverty makes her hungry

Her hunger makes her ill and pale

Instead of rain of red roses she gets beef in cans

And monotony on tap

And everything that moves only spins in circles

And everything that stops moving, lies on thin ices

The one who has wounds can lick one's wounds

We have tasted blood, we have skeletons in our closet

The one who has wounds can lick one's wounds

We have tasted blood, we have tasted blood

The one who has wounds can lick one's wounds

We have tasted blood, we have skeletons in our closet

The one who has wounds can lick one's wounds

We have tasted blood, we have tasted blood

We have tasted blood

We have tasted blood

We have tasted blood

We have tasted blood

There's something cooking

He's still feeling bad

He always drinks his tea with milk and arsenic

But he's not to know about the second