Jack The Ripper

Shadows creeping across the street
Some movement catches your eye
You hear the thunder of your heart beat
Just where, oh, where could Jack hide?

Spurring the pace of your own feet
The terror builds up inside
For Jack the Ripper's cunning deceit
Will make you run for your life

Fear the night
Like Kingdom’s blight
The Ripper strikes again
No wrong, no right

Just sick delight
His murders never end
Hear the plight
Of 'Chapel's fright

The Devil’s work, at hand
He stalks the night
Just out of sight
So catch him if you can