Coming Home — текст песни (Caedmon`s Call)

You say you want a living sacrifice
Well I am a burnt offering
Crawling off the alter and
Back in to the fire
And with my smoke-filled lungs
I cry out for freedom
While locking and chaining myself
To my rotting desires

AND I HATE THE STENCH,
BUT I SWALLOW THE KEY.
AND WITH IT STUCK IN MY THROAT, CAN YOU HEAR ME?
CAN YOU HEAR ME

I`M COMIN` HOME, I`M COMIN` HOME
I`M COMIN` HOME, I`M COMIN` HOME, BUT I`M STILL A LONG WAY OFF

I am shelled-shocked, and I have walked
Through the trenches full of tears
With the mortars of memory
Exploding in my burning ears

You stripped the trees of Lebanon
And now you`re stripping me
Of the bark of false morality
And the bite of selfish greed
Can you hear me?

I`M COMIN` HOME, I`M COMIN` HOME
I`M COMIN` HOME, I`M COMIN` HOME, BUT I`M STILL A LONG WAY OFF

WILL YOU RUN TO ME? WILL YOU COME TO ME?
WILL YOU MEET ME, WILL YOU GREET ME,
WILL YOU DRAG ME HOME `CAUSE I`M STILL A LONG WAY OFF

I`M COMIN` HOME, I`M COMIN` HOME
I`M COMIN` HOME, I`M COMIN` HOME