Well what is this that I cant see
With ice cold hands taking hold of me
Well I am death none can excel
I'll open the door to heaven or hell
Whoa death someone would pray
Could you wait to call me another day
The children prayed the preacher preached
Time and mercy is out of your reach
I'll fix your feet so you can't walk
I'll lock your jaw so you can't talk
My mother came to my bed
Placed a cold towel up on my head
My head is warm my feet are cold
Death is moving upon my soul
Oh death how you treating me
You closed my eyes so I can't see
Well you hurting my body you make cold
You run my life right out of my soul
Ooh death
Whooooah death
Won't you spare me over 'til a another year?
Won't you spare me over 'til a another year?
Won't you spare me over 'til a another year?
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