The Black Angels - The Return Lyrics
Well it's 3 o'clock in the early morn'You've got your bedface onAt the break of dawnSo you light another cigAnd say your prayersThe thief has comeEquipped with his gunCome on nowWell he came without warningLike three thousand men swarmingRight out of the sky, like a torch in the nightWell the rocks were screamingand said it was dreamingI've been here before,When I was killed in the warThere's a man who can decideBetween what's wrong and what's rightThere's a son who won't fight forWhat his father thinks is rightLike Judas of old, with a kissYou'll be sold,And those who deny,Will drop like flies