I have a rendezvous with Death on some disputed gate, When Spring comes back with rustling shade and apple-blosoms fill the air i have a rendezvous with death When Spring brings back blue days and fair.
It may de he shall take my hand and lead me into his dark land and close my eyes and quench my breath it may de I shall pass him still. I have a rendezvous with Death in some scarred system of a battered constillation. When spring comes round again this year and the first meadow-flowers appear.
God knows twere better to de deep sucked out into the enbles void where air throds out into the endles deep soon the hushed awakening will hold me dear, but I've a rendezvous with Death at midnight in some flaming region. And I to my pledged word am true, I shall not fail that rendezvous.
an adaptation of "I have a Rendezvous with Death" by Alan Seeger