Jack The Ripper

A foggy London street
The stepping of your feet
Is echoed in the distance by an unseen madman
Try not to breathe
Call the police
But he's upon you now to steal your last breath

Chorus:
Jack the Ripper, steals your head
Jack the Ripper, cold and dead
Jack the Ripper, evil fed

Bathed in full moonlight
The stirring of midnight
You hurry home in fear of flickering shadows
You saw a shape
A top-hat and a cape
But as you turn to run you're met with Satan's cold steel

Chorus

Bridge:
Filthy whore, wretched bore
His evil knows no shame
Striking fear, you'll pay so dear
Leading the police on a hellish game

Chorus

Chorus 1

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