A Conversation With Death lyrics

Oh, Death Oh, Death Won't you spare me over 'til another year? Well what is this that I can't see? With icy hands gettin' hold of me Well I am Death, none can excell I open the door to Heaven and Hell Whoa, Death Whoa, oh Death Too late, too late, to all farewell My soul is doomed so heed me well As long as God in Heaven dwell Your soul, your soul shall scream in Hell Oh, Death Whoa, Death Whoa, oh Death