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Pauline Andrès - On the Doorstep lyrics

Artist: Pauline Andrès

album: All Them Ghosts


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 poisonous 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
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
Maybe with the right name
Put on the right fear
The rapist I can kill
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
For the light

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