In everyone's life, there is only one person
Whose name can be called out at the moment of death
And for me, that name is yours
And for me, that name is yours
The Devil forgiven (the Devil)
The Devil forgiven, that's why

Your laughter resounds in it, through the suffering of his kinder
And covered in not enough stories, despite them all bearing his marks
And up from a shallow grave, this kinder blood then floods
Throughout everyone's life, there is only one penumbra's penumbra
Whose name can be called out at the moment of death
And for me, that name is yours
The Devil forgiven, that's why

Shocked at finding oneself sunk up to the knees
In the arenaceous blut of one million kinder smithereens
Gape into every desert's version
His mark, a scratch across the Sun
Gape to not find anything
His mark, a scratch across everything

The sound, the cry of Heaven
The sound, the cry of Heaven

At the moment of everything
For me, that name is yours
And for me, that name is yours
And for me, that name is yours
And for me, that name is yours
The Devil forgiven, that's why
The Devil forgiven, that's why
The Devil forgiven, that's why
The Devil forgiven, that's why