[00:42.23]Fire walk with me through these old streets of London,
[00:46.99]Make me stronger to get one step closer to you again.
[00:54.28]Horror spreads through these alleys
[00:57.28]Like a plague through the harlots.
[01:01.01]By the blood of all these dirty cunts my delicate art is being written, in blood!
[01:15.68]
[01:24.49]For I am the sire, the noble one.
[01:29.10]Deep I cut their sinful bodies,
[01:31.91]To get her back, piece by piece.
[01:36.23]The night she left me from this world
[01:39.45]
[01:42.85]I will bring you back my love,
[01:45.62]Even just for a one life long second.
[01:51.24]She was the one, now cold and gone.
[01:58.21]Ten silver bells mourning her death,
[02:05.30]Echoes on the walls in this Labyrinth of London.
[02:14.96]
[02:34.76]Charlotte Street 3 am, washed by blood.
[02:41.94]She's not worth dying for, but to die in shame.
[02:46.77]Heart of a scarlet whore, black like her native shore.
[02:53.29]One I cut out on Lavender Lane,
[02:56.14]I will replace her chest, and we will dance.
[03:01.70]She was the one, now cold and gone.
[03:08.53]Ten silver bells mourning her death,
[03:15.86]Echoes on the walls in this Labyrinth of London.
[03:22.83]She was the one, now cold and gone.
[03:29.86]Ten silver bells marking your death,
[03:37.10]You will be lost in this Labyrinth of London.
[03:47.66]In this Labyrinth of London.
[03:54.91]In this Labyrinth of London.
[04:01.95]In this Labyrinth of London.
[04:09.20]In this Labyrinth of London.
[04:16.15]In this Labyrinth of London.
[04:23.28]In this Labyrinth of London.
[04:29.22]"I wander thro' each charter'd street,
[04:32.57]Near where the charter'd Thames does flow,
[04:35.83]And mark in every face I meet
[04:38.44]Marks of weakness, marks of woe.
[04:41.55]In every cry of every Man,
[04:44.56]In every Infant's cry of fear,
[04:47.04]In every voice, in every ban,
[04:49.84]The mind-forg'd manacles I hear.
[04:53.16]How the Chimney-sweeper's cry
[04:56.07]Every black'ning Church appalls;
[04:58.58]And the hapless Soldier's sigh
[05:01.15]Runs in blood down Palace walls.
[05:05.05]But most thro' midnight streets I hear
[05:07.69]How the youthful Harlot's curse
[05:10.25]Blasts the new born Infant's tear,
[05:12.36]And blights with plagues the Marriage hearse."
[05:16.90]
[06:54.73]4 am Palmer Street.
[06:57.70]In a circle of flames we will dance, once again.
[07:04.17]
[07:16.56]Fire walk with me through these old streets of London,
[07:21.57]Make me stronger to get one step closer to you again.
[07:28.40]Horror spreads through these alleys
[07:31.97]Like a plague through the harlots.
[07:35.60]By the blood of all these dirty cunts My delicate art is being written, in blood!
[07:43.58]She was the one, now cold and gone.
[07:50.74]Ten silver bells mourning her death,
[07:57.77]Echoes on the walls in this Labyrinth of London.
[08:04.99]She was the one, now cold and gone.
[08:12.12]Ten silver bells marking your death,
[08:19.25]You will be lost in this Labyrinth of London.
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