"Coffin Carol" lyrics

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
Salvation 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