The night was dark and silence
A car  turned off the road.
It moved closer to the  graveyard.
White haze all around.

Cold meat lying in the trunk

A grave is prepared for filling
Moonlight on a pale face
Nobody attended to the funeral
A voice is calling you
 
Cold meat lying in the trunk

You’re the one who’s snuffed out dead and gone
 
Dark  shadows filled up the scenery
Raised up from the  groves
They  tearing at your body
To bury before the crack of dawn
 
Cold meat lying in the trunk
 
How fast the time went by
There  is a breeze of hope
All the gravedigger fall apart
If your soul won’t go
 
Cold meat lying in the trunk

You’re the one who’s snuffed out dead and gone
 
You revive if you beat this dream