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Into the night he’s lurkin’
And every way you’re lookin’
the predator eyes are watching
to shed some piece of meat
crawling down the alley
to the middle of the street
London town,through the fog,will see some blood tonight

Coming at you with a bloody thirst
desire to reap my victim, I feel exitment when I tore some flesh
and hear your screams echo out through the night

come meet Jack the knife, come to me,in a Cold murder night, Cold murder night feel my bloody bite!

« My vengeance for a life of no respect, will find its way through your perfid flesh.
My anger and misery, will turn me into a man of history… »

These murder nights, just make my legend rise.
The blood I’ve spilled and the mistery you’ll forsee!

Feel the sting and the slice of the crimson knife
feel the bite of the ripper ,DIE!
Hear the creams , see the blood through the streets at night
White chapel in LONDON TOWN

Useless calls for help won’t stop him now,
glance of madness through his EYES!
Hatred and evil striking you
psychotic grind, murderous MIND!

COLD MURDER NIGHT!COLD MURDER NIGHT!NIGHT,NIGHT,NIGHT!!!!!!!
MURDER!!!!!!!!!!

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