歌词
Verse 1:
In the foggy streets of old Whitechapel town,
A shadow lurked, a figure of renown.
His name whispered on a cold, dark breeze,
The night stalker brought the city to its knees.
Ladies of the night, they’d meet his knife,
In the cloak of darkness, he’d steal their life.
A phantom in the night, unseen and sly,
As London trembled, asking why.
Chorus:
The midnight ghost, a terror in the night,
He slipped through the shadows, out of sight.
The city’s fear, a sinister game,
But they never knew his name.
The elusive one, silent and free,
He vanished like smoke, into history.
Verse 2:
Policemen combed the alleys, every street,
But he was too clever, they'd never meet.
His taunting letters, his chilling clues,
A nightmare that the town couldn’t refuse.
He moved like a wraith, silent and swift,
Leaving behind his macabre gift.
A butcher, a surgeon, or just a ghost?
In the dark, he’d vanish, a spectral host.
Chorus:
The midnight ghost, a terror in the night,
He slipped through the shadows, out of sight.
The city’s fear, a sinister game,
But they never knew his name.
The elusive one, silent and free,
He vanished like smoke, into history.
Bridge:
They hunted, they searched, they never found,
The man who brought fear to London town.
A legacy of blood, a tale of dread,
Of the night stalker and the lives he shed.
The moon would rise, the streets would wail,
As he evaded capture, a legend’s tale.
Chorus:
The midnight ghost, a terror in the night,
He slipped through the shadows, out of sight.
The city’s fear, a sinister game,
But they never knew his name.
The elusive one, silent and free,
He vanished like smoke, into history.
Outro:
Now he's a whisper in the annals of time,
A ghostly figure, a haunting rhyme.
In the foggy streets where he made his mark,
The legend lives on, forever dark.
The midnight ghost, a name of fear,
A shadow that will never disappear.
