Lyrics:
Everyday on my way homeThe clouds would break and the angelsWould sing their refrainThis world's an ungodly placeStrangled by vines unchasteSo with my shining blade of steelI would cut a path wideDipped in the ink of the fightWritten clean through the nightMark my words upon the front pageTo set my world straightIt's too late, it's too lateIt's too late, it's too lateJust like I found it, my world is splitRight down the spineYears bled dry now ripe for a reckoningMy blade's back slash beckoningSlice my wounds and I make the sign one more timeCome on. come on. come home. come homeYeah it's too late, it's too lateIt's too late, to refrain...refrain...refrain...Did those angels ever sing?