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Death Have Mercy
What is this that I can't see
Cold mist it's running all over me
Stretch my eyes, wanna stretch my limbs
Ain't that the way that death begins

Oh well
Old death, have mercy, death be easy now
Oh, pass me over now for another year
Another year

You were the flower of my death come
Cut you down oh so soon
You were the flower of my death come
Cut you down oh so soon

Old death, have mercy, death be easy now
Oh, pass me over now for anothеr year
Another year
Anothеr year

Old death, death be easy now, death be easy
Old death, pass me over now
Another year
Another year