I look at your skinny body and see only the feeling of my hatred,
Come closer and come from my hugs your death.
You bit your lip and flowed a trickle of blood…It is so salty and red…
But be careful and not to dirty me, it's still an expensive silk dress.

You're just a pity, so unnecessary to anyone dirty and smelly kitten,
Let me even enjoy your unfulfilled dreams.
Oh where there are so many sweet wounds and bruises… you are all beaten,
So that I was excited - your piercing and passionate screams!

Do not be afraid of me my dear and tortured friend,
I'm only a Countess that wants to know all the joys of this sinful world.
You pray to the grave, I disappoint you, but this is not the end!
Have you felt this burning inside the mind and body fatally suffocating cold?

You will not be the last, but it can bring me closer to sympathy,
Take deliverance from my hands and become eternal in the world of shadow,
Sometimes it seems like for me it could be mind-mutilated empathy.
So obey and be the submissive toy of a distraught widow.

When the day comes and I will be in the arms of my beloved tormentor
Where I myself will receive pleasure through the greedy and eternally hungry flame.
Oh, who are you, the great inventor of my cruelty, my greedy Creator?
Only before you I'll trembling maiden from the highest enjoyment face blushing in shame.