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(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