near (исполнитель: Jn its)
O, Death, о Death, o Death, Won't you spare me over another year But 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 O, Death, о Death, o Death, No wealth, [bad word] no silver, no gold Nothing satisfies me but your soul.. O, Death, о Death, o Death, Well I am death, none can excel, I'll open the door to heaven or [bad word] O, Death, о Death, my name is death and the end is here...