It's who's turn

Many died and leave the strive While all that remains are left to thrive Now, if death comes with a frowning knife Can I say, do not take my life Many died and leave this world This cruel world, but we are not getting bored Now, if death comes with a bladeless sword Can I say, do not shed my blood Many died and stopped the run We are here staring at the sun Now, if death comes with a merciless gun Can I say, it's not yet my turn Death doesn't come with a bell and gong It comes with the lyrics of a new sorrowful song Mixed with tears that keeps flowing on Flowing towards another dirge that is yet to sung