Coming Home Lyrics - Asp

At night I lie awake 

And not a minute longer can I take 

The voices I can hear 

Chanting of my end, creeping near 

Angel, spread your wings 

How beautiful it sounds when sirens sing 

Coming home 

Coming home 

To the tiles, the tiles, the tiles, the tiles, the tiles 

Tiles, the tiles, the tiles, the tiles, the tiles 

I can hear them moan 

In the wind so cold it cuts through flesh and bone 

Now I am prey 

They will come for me and I will have to pay 

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Angel, spread your wings 

How beautiful it sounds when sirens sing 

Coming home 

Coming home 

To the tiles, the tiles, the tiles, the tiles, the tiles 

Tiles, the tiles, the tiles, the tiles, the tiles 

Kein Weg zurück 

Kein Weg hinaus 

Kein Weg zurück 

Kein Weg hinaus 

Kein Weg zurück 

Kein Weg hinaus 

Kein Weg zurück 

Kein Weg hinaus 

Beware - no false move 

I don't know why I have to reach the roof 

And I run up the stairs 

The steps all rotten, but I no longer care 

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Coming home 

Coming home 

Coming home 

To the tiles, the tiles, the tiles, the tiles, the tiles 

Tiles, the tiles, the tiles, the tiles, the tiles 

Tiles, the tiles, the tiles, the tiles, the tiles 

Tiles, the tiles, the tiles, the tiles, the tiles 

Coming home 

Tiles, the tiles, the tiles, the tiles, the tiles 

Coming home 

Tiles, the tiles, the tiles, the tiles, the tiles 

To the tiles, the tiles, the tiles, the tiles, the tiles 

Tiles, the tiles, the tiles, the tiles, the tiles 

To the tiles, the tiles, the tiles