Luyện nghe bài hát Whitechapel

Tonight's the
I long to
The time is

the law
I them on
My blade is

It's the blood before my
Bringing life
To this tortured

I and feed on fear
Come now my dear
Uncle Jack is here

The is on
I'll R.I.P. all
Sweet

Whitechapel's
off my knife
It's to die

Nightmare of
Come to the
Who sell wares

visions
Bloody
On bodies

the chapel
Unholy
The blood will

Streets in crimson
With of women
Whose souls I

No place to
I won't find
I rule the

I've no
your corpse
You filthy

Oh, can't you see I'm obsessed
It's like been posessed
lay your soul to rest this night
With my

I've turned streets to hell
The Demon's to dwell
Tolling Death's in Whitechapel,
Whitechapel, of The Beast

My friends just call me

the London fog
I and slash my prey
I come to
And you to your grave

Sinful souls shall
In the of night
of the flesh
Left breast by knife

I come
The Beast of
To kill
Now as

One years
now gone by
And again
ripping time

Your Uncle Jack is
Tonight, I

My scalpel
Cuts to the
I love to

Fit for The
A feast
Of screams

It's the blood before my
Bringing life
To this mind

I and feed on fear
Come now my dear
Your Uncle is here

The Knife