Was geht euch gerade durch den Kopf?

O Death, O Death.
Won't you spare me over 'til another year?

Well 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 'til 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 sword.
Leave the body and leave it cold.

O, Death. O, Death.
Won't you spare me over 'til another year?