Looking for pennies
to pay your vice
and food the alcohol
flowing in your veins

Trying to forget a life
turned into a punishment...

...maybe for leave your home
with 5 sons.

Tragic wishes
of destiny...

...because you were there
as a prostitute.

London 1888
thousand souls living
a hell on earth
East end was a torment
nobody could escape
anguish, sadness
everywhere...

Hopeless souls
through the dark alleys
wet roads of stone,
there wasn´t who expect
this nightmare unleashed.

who could s

Do you know that moment
when the great beast
can´t finish with its prey...

The fury grows
as their desire to kill
and are bigger than ever
their wishes for meat.

And there was a chance to strike again...

Running through the alleys
escaping from the scene

Who was the murderer
that was stalking?
a shadow in the night,
a messenger of death,
when fear was unstoppable
they could feel it in the air,
a frightening message in red
showed the name of the insane.

Police read these mocking words
that nobody could think,

Wandering without direction
in the dark night,
London rests
but you are still walking,
trying to get some money
to pay your lodging,
if you don´t get it,
the street will be your home.
10 shillings that your
ex husband sent you
has gone to his tomb...
T

From Sweden came her illusion
looking for her dreams,
London should be a new home
and London became her tomb.
The 1st but not the only one
that September night,
because he stroke again,
he couldn´t finish his work.

She died, anyway...
something frightened hi