Amy Van Roekel - O' Death

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O' Death

O' Death, O' Death,
Won't you spare me over till another year...
 
But what is this, that I can't see,
With ice cold hands taking hold of me.
 
When God is gone and the Devil takes hold,
Who'll have mercy on my soul?
 
O' Death, O' Death,
Consider my age, please don't take me at this stage
 
O' Death, O' Death,
Won't you spare me over till another year...
 
O' I am Death and none can tell,
If I open the door to heaven or hell.
 
No wealth, no land, no silver, nor gold,
Nothing satisfies me but your soul
 
I'm Death. I come to take the soul.
Leave the body and leave it cold.
 
O' Death, O' Death,
Won't you spare me over till another year...
 
Submitted by Jethro ParisJethro Paris on Tue, 12/02/2019 - 17:33
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