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O Death
Well what is this that I can't see
With ice cold hands takin' hold of me
When God is gone and the Devil takes hold
who will have mercy on my soul
O Death
Well I am Death, none can excel
I'll open the door to heaven or hell
No wealth, no ruin, no silver, no gold
Nothing satisfies me but your soul
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