From the recording Decennium: The Vulture Overtures Revisited
Lyrics
A loss is my way to learn my lesson well
Douse in fire and burn straight to hell
I need exemption from what I know is pain
I shy to shatter the glass of many things
Held onto him, but I lost my man againHeld with both hands, but I lost a friend instead
Held onto him, but I let go for its end
No longer win a crime forgiven
I sleep in dirt, clean off in the morning
I stain in hurt, bleach a whiter warning
I ash desire that is softly falling
I do proceed with no gallant calling
Held onto him, but I lost my man again
Held with both hands, but I left him there dead
Held onto him, but I let go for the mend
No longer win a crime forgiven
Oh no