Fading light, in the night Not a single witness in sight Once again, the flesh is cut Another cumthirsty mouth is shut Prostitute Ripper Exterminating fornicators Follow the trail Of blood Hear the hymn Of deathknoll His victims were still alive While their guts were torn out Organ by organ Removed barehandedly Until there was a gaping hole left Dead eyes of slaughtered whores Witnessed these gruesome acts When conciousness was slowly fading After hours of mutilation Follow the stench Of death Hear the hymn Of trails of blood