Jack, the Ripper Songtext
von Sextrash

Cold
Your extremities soaked
The earth′s red streaks
Your sweat
Wet and smouldering
The dead corpse
We fix to dry the river
Aaah!
Numb
Now the mind functions
The memories of death
As pleasure from killing
The wicked sound of your smile The warmth of flesh
The orange taste of blood
Aaah!
Now the whole universe breathes
The incoherent city
Is completely dead for us
You don't give a damn
The taste of the bitches
The blood of blood
Fuck the cowards
This is our glory
Aaah!