The air, it screams, it calls out to you   The ground, the stones, your past calls to you   You chose this place for all your praise and blame   It takes you back to a time when you were sane   The eyes, the voice, the things that are long past   You knew when you were small that your heart would never last   So you were shown the way, you were shown the door   The streets of your past are not yours anymore   You're home again, the streets, your only friend    So you were born to turn your back on fellow men?    You're home again, you will learn to hate again    You will leave this place, where will you go to then?    You're chasing ghosts, you clutch the hands of time    Your friends and you had fought to keep your souls alive    Now you go home to see new hands point towards the door    The streets of your past are not yours anymore    (I have returned to take what's mine    I will erase that painful time    No one alive will know my face   What occurred here will pass in time untraced)    I can never go home