Analysis of When death stops by.

When death stops by.

When death has come by. It will be me you see at your side, and the flash from the past will go floating by like the clouds in the sky. I will grab them and put them in a jar by your bedside. He can't touch you; he can't pay the fee. All he can do is take me; that's my fee. I will hold your sweet, smooth hand and place one final kiss on your delicate lips before departing to allow you to breathe a sigh of relief. My love for you is my fee. I know he doesn't like it, so he will leave, and I will go, and you will see it's me he wants, and he will pay the fee and he doesn't scare me. I already paid the fee.