The Hand On The Doorledge Lyrics

Little Girl

Lying on the cold stone floor

Her body distracted with pain

Bruises on fragile arms

The molestor finally went away

Everyone

Said: 'Take care'

No, she's not responsible for that

She fought it tooth and nail

But this disgustful bastard carried on

The child in her finally kicked the bucket

To lose sight of it, is all she's begging for

What a pack of lies! Kill, just kill this monster...

Death

Sneaking and quietly... comes closer

Touches softly... her small and destroyed body

'Everything's alright...'

'Come Sweetie, come and take my hand...'

Little Girl

Lying in the cold grave

Mummy and Daddy standing in front

Tears of grief and despair

Running slowly down their frozen faces