The Cult - Black Angel

A fugitive has been away so long
A fugitive has been away so long
A thousand years and now he thinks of home
A thousand years, and now he thinks of home
The long men are waiting in the wings to put him in chains upon his return
The long men are waiting in the wings
Emptiness his bitterness is gone
To put him in chains upon his return
Journey the road to the eternal reward
Emptyness, his bitterness is gone
Its a long way to go
Journey on to the eternal reward
A black angel at your side

A long way to go that angel at your side
Its a long way to go
A long way to go the reaper at your side
A black angel at your side
A long way to go
Its a long way to go
A black angel at your side
A black angel at your side
The sirens call a sailor to die

Enchanted by the sound his desires have been found
The sirens call a sailor to die
In his mind his life is rushing by
Enchanted by the sound, his desires have been found
All this while the storm it rages on
In his mind, his life is rushing by
All this while, the storm it rages on
Hes turning old, he shall never return
Sail on to the eternal reward

Its a long way to go
A black angel at your side
Its a long way to go
With that angel at your side

Its a long way to go
With the reaper at your side
Its a long way to go
A black angel at your side

The fugitive has been away so long
A thousand years, and now he thinks of home
The long men are waiting in the wings
To put him in chains upon his return
Emptyness, his bitterness is gone
Journey on to the eternal reward

Oh, no, never
Oh, no, never
Oh, no, no

Its a long way to go
A black angel at your side
Its a long way to go
With that angel at your side

Its a long way to go
With the reaper at your side
Its a long way to go
With that angel at your side
At your side

Its a long
Its a long, long, long goodbye
Its a long, long, long goodbye