(translation to: asche zu asche)

Warm body
Hot cross
Wrong judgment
Cold grave

I now lie on the cross
They hammer nails into me
The fire purifies the soul
And remaining is a mouthful of
Ashes

I will return
In ten days
As your shadow
And i will hunt you down

Secretly i will rise from the dead
And you will plead for mercy
Then i will kneel in your face
And stick my finger in the ashes

Ashes to ashes
And dust to dust