[Falk:]
 Oh, I dare not to sleep anymore
 Cause I see her face in every nightmare
 In all the windows of my haunted house
 And when I dream a dream of flowers
 I wake up in my hand a bloody rose 

 'Blood [bad word] upon you'
 So she spoke to me
 Never knew [bad word] back
 Now she's on my dreams
 From the faces in my dream
 From an evil memory
 As foretold in their prediction
 From the faces in my dream
 They [bad word] back for me
 As it was told in their prediction
 Is it just a dream
 Or just a wicked memory... Oh 

 Now I see [bad word] on her besom...
 The smell of brimstone
 And the mark of the beast
 From the open window
 Is it just a dream
 As she's pulling out the dagger to stab
 thousand times into my hurting breast 

 Wake up from the nightmare
 Screaming when I see her stand
 with the face of Jakob
 bloody dagger in her hand 

 From the faces in my dream
 From an evil memory
 As foretold in their prediction
 From the faces in my dream
 They [bad word] back for me
 As it was told in their prediction
 Is it just a dream 

 [Gabriel:]
 Maybe his conscience
 Will send him a dream in his dreams
 If I only knew – oh Anna –
 If his soul also came free
 Or maybe if Jakob
 Would talk to the bailiff for you
 I [bad word] for you 

 I don't know how many souls were set free
 To start a rebellion, don't know if I'll still have to flee 

 Oh that faces in my dream...
 From the faces in my dream
 From an evil memory...