It was a cold night in November
When I left her there
Leaving her nothing to remember
But my last act of despair.
I watched from far below as she lie crippled
Ignoring the smoked casing to her right
Dropping in my blood, her tears rippled
As she held me all night.
Even when they came to take me away
She fought them all
Wanting just one more minute to stay
I didn\'t come back, no life to re-install.
Never will I be again
A penance I must pay
To not be a Father, Son nor Friend
And accept where my soul is to lay.