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Pauline Andrès( Pauline Andres )
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On the Doorstep
At night, at night my house becomes a monster My attic is a den where lives a mighty killer Who's got the face of many men At night my attic becomes a den
My garden becomes a haunted maze With smells of evil stenches in a poison haze A gust brings the moans and desperate whispers Of the past victims of the monster
I stare at the dark matter - Hoping for the light Hopelessly I flee the unknown things of the night
At night, at night my bed is my conscience's bed I wait like Lazarus for the light of day A noise in the attic makes my blood cold I cannot blink and my breath I must hold
Because I know that the night is the danger On my doorstep is a ghost, a rapist and a killer Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Maybe with the right name put on the right fear The rapist I can kill and his ghost will disappear
It seems I'm awake but I'm afraid to see Prisoner of terrible things that linger with me
Why does heaven turn to hell when it's dark All the lights are out but evil does not rest Those visions of nightmare I cannot forget Are a taste of the thing on my doorstep
Those visions of nightmare I cannot forget Are a taste of the thing on my doorstep
I'm hoping for the light I'm hoping for the light I'm hoping for the light
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