Luyện nghe bài hát Whitechapel

Tonight's the
I to strike
The is right

the law
I them on
My is drawn

It's the blood my eyes
newborn life
To this tortured

I thrive and on fear
closer now my dear
Your Jack is here

The is on
R.I.P. them all
Sweet

Whitechapel's
off my knife
It's to die

Nightmare of
to the daughters
Who sell wares

Sadistic
Bloody
On bodies

the chapel
Unholy
The blood will

Streets stained in
With of women
Whose souls I

No place to
That I find
I the night

I've no
Ripping your
You filthy

Oh, you see that I'm obsessed
It's I've been posessed
I'll lay your soul to rest this
With my

I've turned these to hell
The Demon's come to
Tolling Bell in Whitechapel,
Whitechapel, playground of The

My friends just call me

Inside the fog
I stalk and my prey
I come to
And send you to your

Sinful shall perish
In the of night
Ripping of the
Left breast removed by

I have
The of lore
To kill
Now as

One years
Have now by
And once
It's time

Your Uncle is back
Tonight, I

My sharp
to the heart
I love to

Fit for The
A feast
Of screams

It's the before my eyes
Bringing newborn
To this mind

I thrive and feed on
Come closer now my
Your Uncle Jack is

The Knife