commercial street leads to dead end
x marks the spot under ten bells
the atmosphere surrounds spitalfields
throws silhouettes in the mind of those
who live here
in the shadow of christ church you can hear
next to hawksmoor, at number eighty-four
stand outside the entrance and close the door
kneel and kiss the footsteps of mary jane kelly
angels were crying when the devil caught
dark annie
in the shadow of christ church you can hear
polly was the first, stride and eddowes had to
follow. fate chose them well, showed no sorrow
and the night he took over in london, east end
the world forever changed in fall eighteen
eighty-eight
in the shadow of christ church you can hear
and in the shadow of christ church you still
can hear... ten bells are ringing
ten bells, hear them ring
call them victims, call it sin
cut your voice, relief is what i bring
where you end is where i begin
ten bells, hear them sing
call them victims, call it sin
cut your voice and play the strings
where you end is where i begin