Oh Death - Rising Appalachia
Oh death
Oh death
Won't you spare me over for another year
Oh death
Oh death
Won't you spare me over for another year
Mother came unto my bed
Placed a towel upon my head
Head is warm my feet are cold
Death is moving upon my soul
Oh death
Oh death
Won't you spare me over for another year
Oh death
Oh death
Won't you spare me over for another year
Oh death how you're treating me
You close my eyes so I can't see
Hurting my body you make me cold
You run my life right out of my soul
Oh death
Oh death
Won't you spare me over for another year
Oh death
Oh death
Won't you spare me over for another year
Oh the young the rich the poor
Makes no difference who you are
No wealth no land
No silver no gold
Nothing satisfies but your soul
Oh death
Oh death
Won't you spare me over for another year
Oh death
Oh death
Won't you spare me over for another year
And no death keep your hands off my chest
I keep waiting for one final breath
I know I may not pass this test
But oh death
Oh death oh death
Death death
Oh death I'll raise my eyes to the sky
Give me great feathered wings to fly
But please now is not my time to die
So oh death
Oh death oh death
Death
I've been speaking with the dead
Removed from my physical proximity
But riling through my lungs oxygen
Regimented pain reminding me of purpose
As I hurl myself
Unflinching unblinking
Into the glow of luminescent tomorrows
Without you I have been speaking with the dead
She was reluctant to reveal my amputated dreams
But keeps me in her good gracesen