Текст: Bewitched. The Rippers Return.

As the Ripper returned from the dark
With a strong urge for blood
Seven deadly blades, with the devil's mark
Satanic tools to slay the ones of God

The Ripper's return, you're going to burn
And die by the blade in his hand
The Ripper's return, nowhere to turn
Blood is spilled all over the land, land

You try to hide, but there's no escape
You're one of the dead
By the Ripper, your soul was raped
Your Christian blood runs red

The Ripper's return, you're going to burn
And die by the blade in his hand
The Ripper's return, nowhere to turn
Blood is spilled all over the land

As the first knife, rode the wings of the night
The second one sunk into a sea of flesh
While the third knife gazed into the heart of men
The fourth one reflect the horror of midnight death

And the fifth slaughtered all the women and children of God
While the sixth blew out all other candles of life
And finally, the seventh knife
Is now staring into the eyes of yours

As the Ripper descended to hell
Called by the horned lord below
The hell cult unleashes his ungodly spell
All victims are tortured in hell

The Ripper's return, you're going to burn
And die by the blade in his hand
The Ripper's return, nowhere to turn
Blood is spilled all over the land

The Ripper's return, you're going to burn
And die by the blade in his hand
The Ripper's return, nowhere to turn
Blood is spilled all over the land