Coming Home Songtext / Lyric

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



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



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