The night falls on the city streets The fog crawls through my mind Darkness brings the hunter out Blood will spill by dawn
A messed up mind and body A danger to mankind The knife now firmly in my grip Prepared for the scene to come
Then comes the night Now nothing is clear and I am weak Then comes the night Now the end is near, I cannot breathe
Madness flows through the veins of London I'm ready to drink its blood I will cut and eat her flesh like a ritual to God
No man is fit to judge my deeds I have no peers God is the only balance that can judge my act
The city casts its pearls before the rats I see They trample them under their feet And turn on you and meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
