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Kishore Kumar Hits — Firespawn - The Whitechapel Murderer текст песни

Исполнитель: Firespawn

альбом: The Reprobate

During the night of London Town streets
Fear of a demon that human flesh eats
With lust in his heart and thick leather gloves
He choose all the harlots that he truly loves
Throats were cut prior abdominal mutilations
Now they are Dr Ripper's gut patients
Shine from a blade in the dark gloomy alley
Canonical five will be his grand finale
Cultrum in gutture tuo aperit
Cultrum in gutture tuo aperit
The Whitechapel murderer
Sharpen the blade
The Whitechapel murderer
Before the shadows fade
The Whitechapel murderer
He will create
The Whitechapel murderer
Organs on a plate
During the night of London Town streets
Fear of a demon that human flesh eats
Black horse and black cab moves fast over cobble
Jack in black cape is being all noble
Inviting them in with roses and brandy
His toolbox of knives will soon come in handy
They were all put to sleep so he could perform
The World would soon see his morbid art form
Cultrum in gutture tuo aperit
Cultrum in gutture tuo aperit
The Whitechapel murderer
Sharpen the blade
The Whitechapel murderer
Before the shadows fade
The Whitechapel murderer
He will create
The Whitechapel murderer
Organs on a plate

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