Haus aus Schmerz [English translation]

The floor, the walls, the ceiling,

the stones, the walls, the roof,

the doors, the windows, the bricks,

all of them, I conceived myself.

The floor, scratched by the nails,

the walls, saturated with shouting,

the ceiling, so oppressive and low,

Here I live, here I feel free.

No one sees you, no one can hear you,

you never leave again.

now you are a guest in my house

House of Pain

The doors, run inside,

no guests of mine find escape,

however much they writhe and divide,

I live here, this is my home.

I love the sound of that silence

that follows, when a life is trickling out,

I am then so tranquil and happy,

a happy, playful child.

No one sees you, no one can hear you,

you never leave again.

now you are a guest in my house

House of Pain

• Artist:Subway to Sally
• Album:MitGift