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Living this age like a strange without face

Harlottes in lanes bleed down to the grave

Knife of metal is flashing the night

Whitechapel in fear by killer almight

In the fog we're walking

In the night we’ll stand

Welcome to England

This hounted land

Remember this year

1888

The panic is prowling

Through the east end

To darkness we´ll go

With the fear in the hearts

Pray for the souls in silent cry

The killer is waiting

In the fog insane

The horror is calling under weak lights

He stebs the knife paranoia in the night

Black winds on London

Forgotten side of the town

The crown of England stained in shame

Rusted by Jack and this cold dirty place

Living this age like a strange without face

Harlottes in lanes bleed down to the grave

Knife of metal is flashing the night

Whitechapel in fear by killer almight

Forged in metal

The knife of the insane

Deceiving all police

In a sadic game

Screaming for vengence

Nothing more to loose

The reasons are secret

Bloodshed is no excuse

To darkness we´ll go

With the fear in the hearts

Pray for the souls in silent cry

The killer is waiting

In the fog insane

The horror is calling under weak lights

He stebs the knife paranoia in the night

Black winds os London

Forgotten side of the town

The crown of England stained in shame

Rusted by Jack and this cold dirty place

In this cold dirty place

Who is the ripper?