The Black Dahlia Murder - The Leather Apron's Scorn

[00:12.08] The ripper, they've called me [00:15.36] Open the paper, I'm on every page you'll see [00:19.33] It is I who pulls the strings [00:22.33] Who makes them scream [00:25.34] I am the denizen who lurks after dark [00:28.07] Carving the flesh of those who would wear [00:30.75] The blood of the whore [00:32.70] Fear the leather apron's scorn [00:35.88] Each night reborn [00:38.23] Terrorize these foggy London streets [00:44.36] Lock your doors and hide [00:47.30] When the gas lamps come to life [00:49.47] They're where I'll creep [01:00.88] They never hear my footsteps approaching [01:07.41] Whorish existences my knife is encroaching upon [01:13.97] Public anticipation is growing [01:20.90] For when and where ol' Jackie will strike [01:23.85] Victimize and ravage lady fair [01:29.44] With my knife, they must comply [01:32.75] For she who'd sell her flesh [01:35.07] I'm looming near [01:37.47] A sound of mania surrounds [01:41.04] Becoming stronger with their fear [01:48.07] Their fear [01:54.77] Terrorize these foggy London streets [02:00.58] Lock your doors and hide [02:03.43] In the darkest alleyways, they're where I'll be [02:08.95] [02:37.93] Victimize and ravage lady fair [02:44.28] With my knife, they must comply [02:46.96] The women of the night [02:49.02] Who're fools to dare [02:55.27] I know what you are [03:01.52] And you'll soon know me [03:07.56] Stripping your skin [03:13.80] I feel complete [03:19.37]