On a rampart on a castle high Silhouetted against a sunset sky
A lone Piper played a mournful dirge That was far more eloquent than words
It told of a love now sadly gone Of a life, not worth the going on
The anguish and turmoil of a heart ripped asunder With no hope or respite, is it any wonder that the thought of relief in deaths icy clasp Is the only solution within a young mans grasp
The rocks below seemed to beckon and call Offering peace and tranquillity �neath the castle wall
He called her name as he fell to the ground Then all was quiet, as the sun went down