Pauline Andrès - On the Doorstep lyrics

At night, at night my house becomes a monster My attic is a den where lives a mighty k**er 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 (2x) 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 k**er Maybe with the right name put on the right fear The rapist I can k** 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