It reminds me of stories gory,
Which traversed?
The finger-prints of time
Some one erased
From the earth a friend of mine,
Having mauled
As a lion a deer

He was such a rascal,
Oh now I fear
I let him go unknowingly then,
Had I been a bit braver than now,
I would have shredded those kinds of men
I feel guilty till today
That though I tried my best
To keep my friend away,
He made her go astray
What blasphemy,
He also finally got away.

If there is hell,
May that finally be
His resting place
But that’s just
A temporary solace