Then Comes The Night

The night falls on the city streets
The fog crawls through my mind
Darkness brings the hunter out
Blood will spill by dawn

A messed up mind and body
A danger to mankind
The knife now firmly in my grip
Prepared for the scene to come

Then comes the night
Now nothing is clear and I am weak
Then comes the night
Now the end is near, I cannot breathe

Madness flows through the veins of London
I'm ready to drink its blood
I will cut and eat her flesh like a ritual to God

No man is fit to judge my deeds
I have no peers
God the only balance that can judge my act

The city casts its pearls before the rats I see
They trample them under their feet
And turn on you and me