Das letzte Streichholz [English translation]

She softly kissed her favorite toy

Before she broke it

Then she crept, full of dark desire,

Into the cold bedchamber

She quietly took the last match

From out of Father's cabinet

"Why have you never helped me?"

She screamed into Mother's ear

"I hope that we never see each other again!"

"So that you know how it is

To be in hell;

So that you know how it is

To scream for redemption

That's the only reason why I'm coming back

With a burning gaze

I'll take the last match

And burn your beautiful idyllic world."

She cooked herself the last meal

Before she vomited

The she spit, full of deep revulsion,

Into the black bedchamber

"I hope that we never see each other again!"

Do you know now how hell really is?

Do you know now how hell really is?

Do you know that your game has come to an end?

Do you know that your love is deadly?