Jack Is His Name Pt. 3

                 "November 9, 1888"
It was the night of the fifth point and of the demon's fire
God is fast asleep, dreaming of what is about to transpire.
This final blood sacrifice, Mary Kelly and her unborn child
Within the madness of his brutality, Jack goes bloody wild.
In pitch black he shall work, his eyes are aglow
His actions are controlled by the one from below.
An angel of sorrow and agony, this prostitute slayer
In room 13, Jack dissects mother Mary layer by layer!
God in heaven help us in our hour of need, on this night
And help those tomorrow who witness this horrible sight.
--Titanium splashes, they glitter throughout our dreams
and on the edge of a scalpel which carves unholy scenes.
--The East End weeps in anguish, evil sings his fame
all of London lives in fear and Jack is his name!


                "December 2, 1888"
M.J. Druitt jumped into the Thames for reasons unknown
But did Jack know the reasons and only Jack alone?
From this drowned body did the evil again rise
Was this man the ripper, was this Jack's demise?
Evil returned in 1975 as the Yorkshire ripper
And again in 2000 as the blood-thirsty Camden ripper.
--So beware of the evil that glitters in our dreams
and the edge of a scalpel which carves unholy scenes.
--And take care from the darkness as death calls the game
for he is the demon incarnate...
                                     and Jack is his name!


Dear boss.
I know that you can't understan'
I must leave you now, but I'll be back!
                 yours truly,          
          catch me when you can...    
                                  Jack!