Oh subtle sounds why do you taunt
My frail mind of guilt?
Yes far I went, too far
'Till your eyes no longer glinted
In the pale moonlight
And you lay stiller
Than the garden statue
Now of which has the engraved characters
R.I.P
And yes sorry I am thy heart of sweet
But provocation you purged me with
And cope I couldn't
Now pray I shall that found your not
Pray and pray I will
I wish you peace
But most of all
I wish away my doings