Hell To Your Doorstep (исполнитель: Thomas Borchert)
The world is a place where the villains wear a smile on their face While they take what you can never replace Stolen moments gone forever Well, tables can turn as my enemies will soon enough learn I will strike them and shall then watch them burn On the pyre of obsession [bad word] ’till you drop, chasing on advantage You’ll pay any price if you think it’s free I will carry [bad word] to your doorstep; I will make you pay You will reap the hate you’ve sown on my judgment day Sleepless nights and days of damnation Soon and evermore I will bring the Chateau D’If knocking up on your door And love is a lie swearing that no matter what it won’t die Disappearing like a star in the sky In the hot light of morning But what do I care? There are women to be had everywhere Just this retribution I must prepare Mighty vengeance is mine I have a nice show that will tempt you onward And just when you’re sure that the prize is yours I’ll deliver [bad word] to your doorstep dressed in rich facade Then, I’ll burn you to the ground like an angry god Once you’re in my shining cathedral heed the German bell It’s the final sound you hear as you descend to [bad word] Fall down on your knees Fall down and let me hear you pray Fall down on your knees ’till I can hear you bargaining, scheming, begging and screaming to live I will carry [bad word] to your doorstep; you [bad word] the day You will reap the hate you’ve sown no matter how hard you pray It’s a place without any mercy, fashioned in cold blood Stones of fear and stones of doubt No forgiveness, no way out Only justice Then, amen!