Mad man descends painting blood on the wall no one can stop him tonight Another victim taken aside, massacred with pride You can't pin him down or follow his trail though they thought they had solved the crime Once he has ticked off the canonical five Maybe it's your turn tonight
Where are you on this night? He lurks in the shadows for you No mercy no motive just murder on his mind Where are you on this night? He walked the street before you Eyes burning in your back, he lurks in the shadows for you
Murder so bloody with no words to rhyme he steps into his own history They must hang him high, they thought they had the one and they thought they had solved the crime Moonlight is bright and his mind is on Murders and their noose can't stop him tonight. Fall to your knees.
Where are you on this night? He lurks in the shadows for you. On this night, in his veil he'll hide the pieces of you. Where are you on this night? You walked the streets before him. Eyes burning in your back he lurks in the shadows for you.
Watch him descend down on his knees It's 1888, the bloodiest of mysteries History spelt it out so they'll be no mistake Grasp his cleaver and cut his faceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
