London Town, 1888
Under veil of fog, as it was late
Five female victims met their fate
Their silence to ensure
It was Jack who did the deed, a Legend born from Devil's seed
Masonic ritual insane
The butchered victims freed from pain
As they looked, into the face, of Jack The Ripper

Eddie's marriage could rock the throne
To those five ladies, proof was shown
Their blackmail plot, inside had grown
They said they'd tell it all
Annie Crook was locked away
The other five would have their say
Salisbury knew it was the only way
So the five then had to die
Warren covered up the tracks, removed all clues left by Jack
The sordid details, sick and vile
Were locked away in secret files
So he could vanish, without a trace, Jack The Ripper

Beware of The Ripper, he will tear you limb from limb
Never again will you see the light of day - Burn in Hell
Their souls cast to the fire, the flames of Hell dance higher
They will pay for what was done - Burn in Hell

Jack The Ripper's case is solved
Not one, but three men were involved
When a century at last evolves
The truth can be revealed
Jack was nimble, Jack was sick
His surgeon's knife not always quick
While Jack is nameless, he has his fame
I've told the tale, I'll give you names
John Netley was the Coachman, Walter Sickert was the Guard
Sir William Gull was The Ripper
Unholy Trinity!