"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