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