Text: Untoten. Willst Du? (English).

See the fear in her eyes, death anxiety
Death anxiety in her eyes, agony

Do you want to go now? he asked
I don't want to, but I must, she replied
On the threshold of innocence, bitter pain waits
My flesh is draped in a blood-soaked dress
On the threshold of lust I look into the valley
Thunder and silence, only anguish and pain
Only anguish and pain

The tears don't dry until the morning awakens me
I want to sleep, just sleep
And yet I can't
Because we're all alone then
When anxiety strikes us
It is death anxiety

Do you want to go now? he asked
I don't want to, but I must, she replied
Run faster, run faster into your doom
The sun shines, it warms you