they call him jack the ripper

so say a prayer for London town and the horror that’s about to go down
you know white chapel, will never be the same as the street are filled with there blood drips steins .
Body s will fall as they answers to the devils call the fog rolls upon the streets they could hear the echo of his feet for the blood on his knife and the darkness in his eyes is now his only friend.
As he kills and kills time again you know he likes it when his knife goes  deeper in
you know he a real lady killer the one they call  jack the ripper
they know that they can never win and there life is all a lie
so now the cant pretend.
Not knowing that there life is in danger by touching the lips of a stranger as there hearts begin to fade with the deal that they just made
to a man that’s insane with  fallen victims to his deadly game
by fooling them with his charms and  now they lie dead in his arms
by stripping there flash until there nothing left.
They know that he is a real lady killer the one they call jack the ripper