Son of Darkness - Undercroft

You are a being coming from hell

To cause anxiety and terror

You found the key

That opens the gates of horror

You rip your victims

With jackal’s wrath

You enjoy the watching the vital

Organs spilled around you

You move through the streets into darkness

Hidden in the black night

Knife in hand

You wish to find a victim

The police are all confused

They swear they’ll get you

They don’t know you are

Son of darkness

Genius of surgery

Without anesthesia

You are Jack the doctor

You are Jack the ripper

Lover of pain

You are Jack the ripper

Messenger of death

You are Jack the ripper

Author of suffering

And lover of vital organs

That make your perverted life

Go dust