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Funeral hunger meets funeral thirst The 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 Letras de cancionesSalvation is a puddle of hallowed dirt In which we now must wallow like swine Your death is a true friend Your grave a caring nurse Within whom we now must wallow like swine From Letras Mania