A young man was aimlessly walking down the road,
With a bottle on hand and a look not so good.
He looked like somebody who'd pick up a fight
With anybody under broad daylight.
He is a young man but his looks made him old.
And his eyes were lifeless and his gaze was cold.
No one could recognize him under his last night's mess.
No one could recognize he was the epitome of zestfulness.
As the nighttime awoke, Jack the Ripper arose.
He would surprise everyone with his enticing pose
From being cold lifeless gaze and drunk man looking old.
Transformed into the finest looking man who's young and bold.
He prepared himself for his arrival at the tavern he found.
From afar he could already hear the same sound.
Everyone in the tavern was awed as he entered.
They made way for him as he walked inside.
But he felt fooled by the golden sound he thought.
It was just a boring and melancholy loud hum.
He still made the tavern show its jolliness they got.
Along with the ladies, he danced with the rhythm.
Yes, a lot of ladies fell on their heels for this young man.
But his heart was still longing for this special one.
Every lady he met would fight over for him but no one could win.
He fought over and over for her but still couldn't find what's gone.
He was roaming in every tavern he could hear the sound.
With the hopes, one of those is where his lady could be found.
She gave him so much love and he took it for granted.
When she left, he realized he kept himself blinded.
He could attract so many ladies but not his lover.
Now, he is on a quest to find the sound of a flower
He will continue to be Jack the Ripper
And he won't stop until he finally finds her.
