Streams of blood I wish I could But I can not turn back The beating of my heart is all I hear Know you never knew the hell I'm going to I cut myself again Going home To the tiles Dearest night I am not frightened anymore You are the one I'm waiting for, I curse the day I still hear the beat but you will not succeed This is the only way Going home To the tiles Flickering flickering lights And blazing fires before my eyes and feel the tiles. No sound but my thundering heart, Lock me in and tear my pain apart. Escape lying on the table, Say grace and fill the parting glass again! Close the door, turn out the lights, Lock me in and I can feel the tiles. Going home To the tiles