Foltergeist [English translation]

I'm well,

if you're not

I like to make you suffer

so that my lust increases

I poison arrows

to hit your heart

Foltergeist

who always travels with you

who knows the most of you

Foltergeist

I'm welded to you

until your thread of life is torn apart

It could be better

I let the hounds run

and from the knife I lick

the bloud from your wounds

I am your dungeon

putting the screws on you

making you suffer

and throuing white pigeons