Death Letra

Spinning 'round and 'round
An atom of sin is repaid in a pound

Well, a rich man may sell his soul to cheat it
And a poor man may beg
For just a little more time to stay
And a king would send his armies to defeat it
But they're all just kindling wood
For the very last day

Well, a young man may scoff
It seems that death is so far off
Everything has got to go
Death dances very slow

Death dances slow, my dear
A step can take a day
A step can take a year

And one day it'll descend on you
Like locusts on wheat
And blacken all your crops, my dear
Separate your bones and meat

Well, the Devil has to be invited
He has to be let in
And God needs a leap of faith
But Death's dance needs no cue to begin