I get a sense that my time is near
Crawling in motels, quick sex and lines if cocaine
Nostalgic drips of rain
Those days in my past
Liberate my moves; I'll show you I can dance
I need more time to save me.

Ripper:
Mortal fear
Oh how they squander the years
And then lo, they realize
'My time is gone,I'm going to die'
The sweetest moment
When the lost soul becomes mine
Yes,this newest man, with evil past does shine.
On the journey to earth
I view future lives
That will one day be prey to my flames and my knives.
I've come to his abode
I've readied my scythe for the heart I've been bestowed
He rests, though painfully
He lives, though shamefully
As the clock strikes midnight
I reap to the soul with vengeance and might.


Jack:@Gulian385
Ripper:@Melody5717