Jack, Ripper of Whores

Osirion

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In the light, brilliant Lord
You serve the british Crown
In the dark, mad scientist
You make dreadful experiments

Jack the ripper, of the whores, in your street
Is looking for, a sublime, young victim…
Jack, in the dark, watches for you, in your back
In order to fulfil his hellish desires!

A luxurious caross, driven by four black horses
Scans the grimy asleep suburbs
Searching a specimen of human perverted flesh

You're the chosen for that doomed mission
You'll find the secret hidden in human soul
In search of the thin line
Between the perfect and the vile

In your lab, you work late at night
Your scalpel outlines the vital organs
Spilling blood on the wall
Spreading stench in the room