Lletres: Cooper Temple Clause (The). See This Through And Leave. Murder Song.

As he sits on the moor
With his new found friend
Who had shown him the way
To bow out at the end
With a dignity only
A murder can bring
With sweet violation
That versatile thing

Please believe me when I say
This is how it has to end
This is easy on us all
Well easier than other ways
Sleep is all I ask of you
Sleep and not to wake again
See this throughh and leave, my friend
Tears will come and I will end

While I hope you all miss me
And weep at my grave
I imagine you'll pray some
And give hope to the grave
To the ones who have loved me
And cared for me so
And who die when I tell them
I just had to go