The "undying" tale(fiction)

Once i craved
The touch of a killers blade
Right through my stony hide
The warmth of blood on a winter night
Once i hungered for every war and every fight

Still from my stride, death absconded
Had death forgotten or abandoned?
Or left me to the chilly hands of immortality?
Where i forever die in endless fatality

(Hath tomorrow become) a cage from which i must now abscond?
How long do i count every hour to its very second?
Oi! Death hasten on your horse with me along
I've lived in tomorrow for a time far too long