Do you know that moment
when the great beast
can´t finish with its prey...
when the great beast
can´t finish with its prey...
The fury grows
as their desire to kill
and are bigger than ever
their wishes for meat.
And there was a chance to strike again...
Running through the alleys
escaping from the scene,
the actor of this piece
needs somebody more to bleed.
Nobody in the silence...
heard his steps...
nobody in the air...
felt the smell of death.
The night brought a chance...
a attack without pity...
his thirst of blood...
cried for another victim.
One more time the help
of the eternal fog,
one more time London
knew its bloody god.
The reign of the knife
had a unmerciful king,
a sadist monarch
ripping the skin.
He saw her
walking the streets,
the alcohol made
an easy work for him,
just like a little mouse
devoured by the snake,
unfortunate drunk lady
paying for her mistake.
Nobody in the silence...
heard his steps...
nobody in the air...
felt the smell of death.
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