Be driven by the symptoms Of a beast in a man's suit Eradicate the obsession And delusions will grow against The son, the father and the holy ghost. I will not satisfy my desire Until the last throat's been sliced And darkness taints my heart From hell, I've created a funeral Oh, my dear Polly You're a queen within whores But tonight we destroy the crown I'll drain your body At Bucks Row I achieve The finest mutilation. Bloodshed awakes and shakes the whole nation It's my redemption Evil awakes and terrifies population Whitechapel's alleys They won't fix me I'm down on whores I shall not quit ripping them I love my work I'll slit your fucking throat I'll stab you again and again whore I will stab you slut I will not satisfy my desire