RAMMSTEIN LYRICS“My heart burnsâ€Now dear children give finely eight I am the voice from the cushion I you somewhat bring along it from my chest tore with this heart have I power to extort the lids I sing awaked to the day a bright light at the Firmament My heart burnsThey come to you in the night Damonen of spirit black Feen they creep from the cellar pit and under your bed things will seeNow dear children give finely eight I am the voice from the cushion I you somewhat bring along a bright light at the Firmament My heart burnsThey come to you in the night and steal your from small hot Tranen they wait to the moon awaked and they print into my cold VenenNow dear children give finely eight I am the voice from the cushion I sing awaked to the day a bright light at the Firmament My heart burns