letra de old leather apron - devonxcot
the nineteenth century held so much
but nothing held could hardly touch
the things old leather apr-n did
to mostly women, maybe kids…
in london, things were booming then
but nothing done could hide the sin
this knowledgeable, unknown man
did daily, with his mighty hands…
whitechapel was a morbid town
owned by the deeds that caused a frown
upon each woman, child and man
eleven dead by his own hand…
the year was 1888
and few there were that could relate
to what the officers beheld
each victim came upon and smelled…
he seemed to feel that prostitutes
were most deserving, absolute
was he that he knew best their place
and so removed all but their faces…
he was never caught, this man
that no one sane might understand
no, all we know was in his wake
much innocence this man did take…
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- nems › letra de faceless - nems
- machine gun kelly › letra de blaze up freestyle - machine gun kelly
- sentino › letra de fly fly - sentino
- jayxtunez › letra de slidin - jayxtunez
- carlos vara › letra de have you ever seen a boy break down? - carlos vara
- t j ellison › letra de growing - t.j. ellison