Analysis of Helpless Death

My love one, My love one,
Thy have tears thy shed and prayers thy beg,
But nothing can bring your lost soul back,
All thy see left of you is the outline you once filled,
And your hollow shadow that lurks beside thy own flesh,

My love one, My love one,
Memories thy struggle to hold are bieng lost within,
Thy have nothing left of you,
Except for the items you once placed against your pale white skin,

My love one, My love one,
Your heart is like a doves graceful soar,
Your lips are like a song that I once heard,
And your eyes that use to shed the tears that fell like a diamond.