Текст песни ASP — Coming Home

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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 [10x]

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 [10x]

[4x:]
Kein Weg zurück,
Kein Weg hinaus…

(Outside the wind is howling
You can sense something prowling around
Under your skin it’s crawling
Forever you’ll be falling down)

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,
To the tiles [10x]

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