Coffin Maker - 13th Chime

Coffin Maker

13th Chime

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De mortus nill nisi bonum

De mortus nill nisi bonum

Sanded wood, coarse black hair

He liked to think nobody cared

He often tried to nail me in

He laughed and joked

Made mindless sin

Black is the color of your hair

Lead us not into despair

I- I- I knew the coffin maker

I- I- I knew the coffin maker

I knew him

Something bad it couldn't touch

The smell of years it meant too much

A shadow in the distance

My mind was lost to his existence

Black is the color of your hair

Lead us not into despair

I- I- I loved the coffin maker

I- I- I loved the coffin maker

I loved him

De mortus nill nisi bonum

They walk the ice cold freezer room

We no longer lie on slabs of lead

Don't- don't speak ill of the dead

Black is the color of your hair

Lead us not into despair

I- I- I killed the coffin maker

I- I- I killed the coffin maker

I killed him

- It's already the end -