Thomas Borchert - Hell to your doorstep

A w^Dmorld is a place where the villains wear a sm^Emile on their face While they take what you can n^Gmever replace ^A Dm Dm# A Stolen moments gone forever

Well, t^Dmables can turn As my enemies will s^Emoon enough learn I will strike them and shall th^Gmen watch them burn ^A On the pyre of obs^Dmession ^{D# A}

You r^Gmun ’till you drop,^Bb chasing on adv^Dmantage You’ll p^Gmay any price ^Bb if you think it’s^A free

^DmI will carry h^Gmell to your doorstep;^A I will make you p^Dmay ^GmYou will reap the h^Dmate you’ve sown^Em on my judgment d^Aay ^DmSleepless nights and ^Gmdays of damnation ^C Soon and everm^Dmore Gm Dm Bb A Dm Dm# Dm Dm# I will bring the Chateau D’If knocking up on your door

^DmAnd love is a lie Swearing that no matter wh^Emat it won’t die Disappearing like a st^Gmar in the sky ^A Dm Dm# A In the hot light of morning

^DmBut what do I care? There are women to be h^Emad everywhere First there’s retribution ^GmI must prepare ^A Dm Dm# A Mighty vengeance is mine

^GmI have a nice show^Bb that will tempt you ^Dmonward And ju^Gmst when you’re sure^Bb that the prize is y^Aours

^DmI’ll deliver h^Gmell to your doorstep dr^Bmessed in r^Aich fac^Dmade ^GmThen, I’ll burn you t^Dmo the ground^E like an angry g^Aod ^DmOnce you’re in my sh^Gmining cathedral ^CHeed the german b^Dmell ^GmIt’s the final s^Dmound you hear ^Bbas you desc^Aend to h^Dmell

^DmFall d^Dmown ^Aon your kne^Dmes ^AFall down and l^Bbet me h^Aear you pr^Amay ^DmFall d^Dmown ^Aon your kne^Dmes ’t^Aill I can h^Bbear you b^Aargaining, sch^Bbeming, ^Abegging and scr^Bbeaming to m^Ae

^DmI will carry h^Gmell to your doorstep;^C you will rue the d^Dmay ^GmYou will reap the h^Dmate you’ve sown ^ENo matter how hard you p^Aray ^DmIt’s a place with^Gmout any mercy,^C fashioned in cold bl^Dmood ^GmStones of fear and st^Dmones of doubt ^ENo forgiveness, n^Dmo way out ^BbOnly justice. ^A Dm Dm# Dm Dm# Dm Dm# Dm Then ameeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeen!