Blue is yellow

Deaths rest

Can't catch me death,

As I take my final breath.

Sword on my chest,

I prepare my fight,

And will not accept flight.

I will outrun you,

Death.

For you will take your final breath.

I shall take your place,

Among this desolate space.

Nor heaven

Nor hell

Shall ring my bell,

And call me down,

Or call me up.

Take a break,

You may drop your rake.

It is time,

Here's the dime.

I shall take up the scythe,

For now is my time,

To guide those when it is theirs