He Walks at Night

Intro (spoken)

Lock the doors.

Kill the light.

He’s already outside.

Verse 1

Fog on the cobblestone, breath in the air,

Footsteps behind you — but nobody’s there.

Church bells choking on midnight cries,

Every shadow watching with dead glass eyes.

Razor-thin silence, a prayer half-spoken,

Streetlamps flicker like something’s broken.

You feel him before you know his name,

A pulse in the dark, a sickness, a stain.

Pre-Chorus

Hear the city start to scream,

Wake up — or don’t — it’s all a dream.

Every alley knows his face,

But no one’s seen him, no one’s safe.

Chorus

He walks at night, you feel his breath,

A lullaby stitched with fear and death.

No face, no soul, no final sound,

Just scratching echoes circling ‘round.

Say his name — the candle flickers,

Say it twice — Jack the Ripper.

Verse 2

Ink on the letters, hands that shake,

Words that bleed for terror’s sake.

Police lines drawn in disbelief,

Truth dissolves into myth and grief.

Windows boarded, hearts on lock,

Time stands still at every knock.

Is he flesh or just a thought?

A monster born from what we forgot?

Bridge

He’s not a man — he’s the fear inside,

The part of you that wants to hide.

Born in whispers, fed by dread,

Living in the words they said.

The knife is rumor, the blood is lore,

The real horror? There’s always more.

Chorus

He walks at night, the streets go numb,

Pray for morning — it never comes.

Every step, a twisted rhyme,

Carved into the spine of time.

Say his name — the darkness listens,

Say it slow — Jack the Ripper.

Outro (whispered)

The killer vanished.

The fear stayed.

And every night…

He walks again.