Paroles de Coffin Carol
Funeral hunger meets funeral thirstThe fruit of the grave is aglow
Tomb-flower honey, sap from a blooming hearse
Sweet nectar of death in me flows
The church bell is swollen
And ready to give birth
Sweet nectar of death from below
Jingle shovels bring
Exult and a joyous carol sing
Grave words of darkness in grave-lantern light
Your death is a sun among stars
A torch turned upside-down in order to ignite
The grave lantern in my heart
Your death is a green field
Your coffin a blue sky
Your funeral is a warm hug
On each eye, a coin
Extol and our coffin carol join
Milk from a fresh casket churned into mirth
Grapes of decay stomped into wine Your grave a caring nurse
Within whom we now must wallow like swine
Sweet nectar of death from below
Jingle shovels bring
Exult and a joyous carol sing
Grave words of darkness in grave-lantern light
Your death is a sun among stars
A torch turned upside-down in order to ignite
The grave lantern in my heart
Your death is a green field
Your coffin a blue sky
Your funeral is a warm hug
On each eye, a coin
Extol and our coffin carol join
Milk from a fresh casket churned into mirth
Grapes of decay stomped into wine Your grave a caring nurse
Within whom we now must wallow like swine
