Late For The Devil

I used to be a capricon
Stolen, a mother bore me, with all her love
Cavities and tiny portions
Shared amongst my fellow orphans
One always gets away

Neither eye has grown
A pupil, soggy bones
Home is where the heart is
Wave goodbye and wish good tidings
It was good for while it lasted
I have been moved along

Well i suppose, it's better than never my soul
It's Late for the devil
I must have missed it crawling out
I smile, for the first time ever my soul
Flies through heaven
The early bird gets the worm

No time to lose
I am, new to experience the ways of my word
Feel an awkward breeze
The bending of my knees
Rejoice I am at peace

Well I suppose, it's better than never my soul
Late for the devil
I must have missed it crawling out
i smile for the first time ever my soul
Flies through heaven
The early bird gets the word

Through the walls come falling hands
Much too young to understand
Things don't ever go to plan
I'm upside down, again

Feel an awkward breeze
the bending of my knees
Rejoice I am at peace

Well I suppose, better than never my soul
It's late for the devil
I must have missed it crawling out
I smile for the first time ever my soul
flies through heaven
Here I am reborn again
Reborn again...