The holy drinker and his curse In constant serfage to unquenchable thirst
And from his stupor, a night gives birth A devil rises from right out of the earth
The shaking hands, blackened hearts The glassy pours, this time it's also the last
In rapt communion with himself The holy drinker is going straight into hell
His coffin was made from a tree Please hammer a nail in for me The bottle slipped right through The plate is now on the ground Take me down, down Put me in chains
