Das Kaltes Herz [English translation]

Many years ago I lived

Down at the fir tree hill

I was a young charcoal burner

But envy spoiled my sense of honour

I only wished for fame and riches

The price didn't matter

And so I became a victim

Of the demon from the fir tree realm

He tore out my beating heart

Stored it in a glass

Gave me a heart of stone

And quickly I forgot my fears

Life with the cold heart

Gave me everything, took so much

Famous and rich I became

But I lost this game

[Chorus 1:]

When silence runs rampant screaming

When all you hear is hearts beating

No sound comes from my chest

No sound disturbing my rest

[End chorus 1]

[Chorus 2:]

Stone became my dreams

Stone, so cool

Stone became my tears

Stone became my feelings

No joy amuses me

I understand no laugh, no joke

I became dead stone

Like my cold heart

[End chorus 2]

Many years later

I wanted to see my heart one last time

And in the demons hut

I saw a hundred glasses

Said: "Master, those are no hearts

They're only made of wax!

Did you never take my heart,

I though so immediately."

[Chorus 2]

"You little runt, I will teach you,

In this glass your real heart!

Take it back into your body,

Feel joy and pain for one last time."

United with my real heart

I took to my heels

I fled as far as roads would carry me

Until I found peace again

[Chorus 1]

[Chorus 2]

• Artist:Saltatio Mortis
• Album:Wer Wind Sät