[Intro – Jack the Ripper]
London’s mist cradled a monster born refined…
Welcome to my theater, Hercules. Let’s play.
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[Verse 1 – Jack the Ripper]
They call me Ripper—murder in a coat and tie,
I cut through whores, now it’s time gods die.
Justice? Please. I dissect what’s fake,
And virtue’s just a mask that saints break.
I ain’t brute—I’m blade and brain,
Tea-stained gloves, but I feast on pain.
A relic of filth, I bloom in the grime,
And this time, dear Hercules, virtue dies in rhyme.
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[Verse 2 – Hercules]
You prey on fear—I protect the weak,
A coward in shadows, your soul is bleak.
I earned this godhood through trials and scars,
You slit throats—I bled for stars.
I faced Hydra, Cerberus, beasts untold,
But never a coward with hands this cold.
You mock justice? Then feel my might—
Twelve labors made me, and I crave the fight.
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[Hook – Hercules]
Stand and swing—no tricks, no lies,
I’ll bury your sins beneath the skies.
For every scream that your knives have fed,
I’ll break your body till blood runs red.
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[Verse 3 – Jack the Ripper]
Oh bravo, a hero with rage to spare,
Yet you stand so noble while bodies tear.
I’m not chaos—I’m truth unsheathed,
Every scream I drew, the veil beneath.
You say trials? Mine wore no laurel,
Just gutters, hunger, murder made moral.
A child of ruin, I chose my fate,
While you were gifted a hero’s plate.
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[Verse 4 – Hercules]
You think pain grants you grace and rights?
You bathed in blood—you chose the nights.
I bled to protect, I rose from sin,
You kill to fill the void within.
You hide in fog, I shine like dawn,
A god among men, immortal pawn.
But even gods can fall to wrong,
And I’ll strike that mask where it don’t belong.
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[Hook – Jack the Ripper]
Virtue cracks when the edge is near,
Even gods can drown in fear.
In this dance, I find my thrill—
For even Hercules... is killable still.
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[Outro – Both]
[Hercules:] “Your sins weigh heavy—I won’t forgive.”
[Jack:] “Then come, o lion, let’s see who’ll live.”
[Both:]
Blade or club, mask or might,
In shadow and flame, we end this fight.
Virtue shakes when the wicked grin—
But blood’s the ink… and I always win.
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