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