[Bonus Track] Hidden amongst the darkest shadows The ladies of Whitechapel Mist surrounds cobble stone paths The ripper is well disguised Panting like a hungry dog Eyes peeled open wide Razor sharp instruments preparing for attack Beware ladies of the night Your life is within his hands Insert a scalpel into your abdomen Perform a living autopsy Disembowelment and butchery k**ing on the brain Lunatic of the night awaits for his victim Dwelling for the taste of blood Act of the macabre Internal organs he will feast upon s*uts and harlots of the night Now your gonna die Lurking with a demented mind Is your answer to d**h Anni Chapman you tempted fate He waits in mist for you To slice your throat and remove your breasts Lays you down to die Unconvicted maniac he fled into the night s*uts and harlots of the night Now your gonna die Insert a scalpel into your abdomen And perform a living autopsy