O' Death (Haunted Version)

O' death
O' death
O' death
Won't you spare me over another year?

Now 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 will have mercy on your soul?

Death that come to take the soul
Leave the body and leave it cold (o' death)
To draw the flesh up off the frame
Dirt and worm both have a claim

O' death
O' death
O' death
O' death

No wealth, no land, no silver, no gold
Nothing satisfies but your soul (o' death)
Well, I am death, none can excel
I am the door to Heaven or Hell