London 1888, a Victorian Age.
Some districts couldn't say the same for a unwanted fame.
Whoever walks at East End
May find itself trapped in a bloody end.
A street of xenophobic events
Welcomes a new kind of torment.
From Hell - screeches fades in haze
From hell - A figure of no name
From Hell - spreading massive breach
From Hell - Carnage and fetish
Voiceless Beseech.
Canonical Five, “Whoreble” deeds.
Schizophrenic motivation seeing the bitch bleed.
Diablerie temptation
Comes from a sort of invitation
Chapel in white turns to red
Presage of the Valley of the Dead
From Hell - screeches fades in haze
From hell - A figure of no name
From Hell - spreading massive breach
From Hell - Carnage and fetish
Voiceless Beseech.
Her ribs on the carpet
while guards get closer to my room.
I hear them yelling "Open the door!".
She coughs in despair. Another organless victim, they yell again "Open the door".
Pornographic horror, uterus removal, uncontrollable vomit.
Tissue of a leather left on the ladder
A name for this matter.
prostitute inquisitor
Symphonical tragedy
Summoning Estries
Cataleptic Awakening
The voices that rise from the underground.
Londrine Ripper never rest in peace.
London 1888, a new age.
This district hasn't seen neither felt the same.
Whoever cross this path of mine
Will never scream for help on time
Father of feminine slasher, necrolegacy forever.
From Hell - screeches fades in haze
From hell - A figure of no name
From Hell - spreading massive breach
From Hell - Carnage and fetish
Voiceless Beseech.