How Death Comes - Mediaeval Baebes

Wanne mine ehnen misten

And mine heren sisses

And mine nosen coldet

And mine tunge foldet

And mine rude slaket

And mine lippes blaken

And my muth grenet

And my spotel rennet

And my her risset

And my herte grisset

And mine hinden bivien

And mine fet stivien

Al to late, al to late

Wanne mine ehnen misten

And mine heren sisses

And mine nosen coldet

And mine tunge foldet

And mine rude slaket

And mine lippes blaken

And my muth grenet

And my spotel rennet

And my her risset

And my herte grisset

And mine hinden bivien

And mine fet stivien

Al to late, al to late

Wanne the bere is ate a gate

Thane I schel flutte

From bedde to flora

From flora to here

From here to bere

From bere to putte

And te putte fordet

Al to late, al to late

Thane lyd minehus uppe mine nose

Of al this world ne give I it a pese