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The Leather Apron’s Scorn - The Black Dahlia Murder
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The Leather Apron’s Scorn The Black Dahlia Murder

The Leather Apron’s Scorn - The Black Dahlia Murder
[Verse 1]
The Ripper they've called me
Open the paper, I am on every page you will see
It is I who pulls the strings
Who makes them scream
I am the denizen who lurks after dark
Carving the flesh of those who would wear the mark of the whore
Fear the leather apron's scorn
Each night reborn

[Chorus]
Terrorize these foggy London streets
Lock your doors and hide
When the gas lamps come to life
They're where I'll creep

[Verse 2]
They never hear my footsteps approaching
Their whorish existences my knife is encroaching upon
Public anticipation is growing
For when and where ol' Jackie will strike

[Refrain]
Victimize and ravage lady fair
With my knife they must comply
For she who'd sell her flesh
I'm looming near
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