Manilla Road: Whitechapel

Tonight's the night I long to strike The time is right Ripper Outside the law I taunt them on My blade is drawn Ripper It's the blood before my eyes Bringing newborn life To this tortured mind I thrive and feed on fear Come closer now my dear Your Uncle Jack is here The hunt is on I'll R.I.P. them all Sweet carrion Ripper Whitechapel's lights Gleam off my knife It's time to die Ripper Nightmare of slaughter Come to the daughters Who sell their wares Sadistic visions Bloody incisions On bodies bared Inside the chapel Unholy chapel The blood will flow Streets stained in crimson With blood of women Whose souls I stole No place to hide That I won't find I rule the night Ripper I've no remorse Ripping your corpse You filthy whore Ripper Oh, can't you see that I'm obsessed It's like I've been posessed I'll lay your soul to rest this night With my knife I've turned these streets to hell The Demon's come to dwell Tolling Death's Bell in Whitechapel, Whitechapel, playground of The Beast My friends just call me Jack Inside the London fog I stalk and slash my prey I come to disembowel And send you to your grave Sinful souls shall perish In the dead of night Ripping of the flesh Left breast removed by knife I have come The Beast of lore To kill again Now as before One hundred years Have now gone by And once again It's ripping time Your Uncle Jack is back Tonight, I strike My scalpel sharp Cuts to the heart I love to carve Ripper Fit for The Beast A royal feast Of women's screams Ripper It's the blood before my eyes Bringing newborn life To this tortured mind I thrive and feed on fear Come closer now my dear Your Uncle Jack is here