Das Spiel [English translation]

Jack, Queen, King

His head cut off his trunk -

This is how the Jack died

With a silent screech in her own blood

The queen drowned.

He has commanded the deathblow

The King

Jack, Queen, King, Ace

The game is over and you're out

The game is going round and round,

Surviving over centuries

And never setting you free again.

There's no longer a heart to beat

In the Jack's hero's chest

Instead of beauty it is rottenness

That resembles the Queen's face now.

He's never had a heart

The King.

Jack, Queen, King, Ace

The game is over and you're out.

The fool is dancing through the night,

Dreaming about sunshine

Rain is falling upon their face

But still, all they can see is the dazzling light

The game that was so nice in the beginning

Has fascinated four friends

But as time passed away, little by little,

They'd been gambling their happiness away.

Jack, Queen, King, Ace

His head cut off...

The dance is reaching the madness pitch,

One more step and it's too late

Where once friendship settled among them

It is hatred that reigns now.

The enjoyment of the game is rapidly turning

Into an utterly atrocious fight.

Insanity and death are brought with it

Now the world is under the spell of achieving power (at all costs)