The long road home

Oh, these empty ugly streets,
Full of muddy footprints,
Never seen these city blacker,
Like a shadow, like a stalker,
It's getting bigger,
Like a pig who is getting fatter,
I'm racing home alone,
These road made of stone,
Slows me down and I need to get home fast,
I stopped thinking of the past,
She is there waiting for me,
I'm so close the house I can see,
Hell's Hounds bark all night at the moon,
A Angel's voice calms them no soon...