It′s a cold and lonely message

At the end of a song

It invaded hearts and mindsBut they couldn't get along

It can ask you to remember

It can ask you for a dance

So it seems that every song

Now is just one last chance

Take this, it′s yours

An anthem for a lost cause

Now ashes, bone and splinter

What once was a glittering prize

The composition rites

Oh redemption, love and departure

I think your work is done

Paris, St. Petersburg don't need a tower of song

Escape's not worth the capture

So walk that lonesome road

No joy or earthly rapture

Nothing to take the load

Take this, it′s yours

An anthem for a lost cause

Now ashes, bone and splinter

What once was a glittering prize

The composition rites

Take this, it′s yours

An anthem for a lost cause

Now ashes, bone and splinter

What once was a glittering prize

The composition rites

Yours...

Cause...

Take this, it's yours

An anthem for a lost cause

Now ashes, bone and splinter

What once was a glittering prize

The composition rites