Midnight

Midnight – midnight Wenceslas Square Midnight – you feel his ice-cold stare Midnight – midnight Wenceslas Square Midnight – feel his ice-cold stare In the Brezany brook Near the city of Prague Another dead body was found Lying in a shallow stream A quiet place where no living soul Would ever hear you scream Scream Blanka goes for a drink And she would never think It could be the last one in her fucking short life Thirty years and a married wife With a friend she gets into a fight She gets up and walks out the club just before Midnight - midnight Wenceslas Square Midnight - you feel his ice-cold stare Jack went for a trip Czech red-light district Pretending again to write another milieu story He is exploring this new territory Turn of events will soon become gory Their paths fatally crossing in Prague just before Midnight – Wenceslas Square Midnight – feel his cold stare Stare Blanka goes for a drink And she would never think It could be the last one in her fucking short life He's watching poor Blanka roam He's offering her a lift home Unfortunately Jack is taking a route to her unknown She is trapped in this nightmare – she is trapped in deadly fear Midnight – Midnight Wenceslas Square Midnight – you feel his ice-cold stare Midnight – Midnight Wenceslas Square Midnight – victim of torture She is trapped in this nightmare – she is trapped in deadly fear "Today a strangled woman was found in the Brezany brook. It appears that her killer had started to give her a lift home, But had then continued on until he came to the little valley Surrounded by woods Except for a pair of gray knee-high stockings And the gold wedding band on her finger, She was naked, lying in the shallow stream on her back, Her legs spread wide apart, Covered by a couple of tree branches She had been strangled, both manually and with a ligature, Though the ligature was missing. In one of her buttocks was a stab wound. Her clothing and purse were missing. Her I.D. was found on the shoreline of the Vltava It appeared that her killer had taken it, And then, on his way back to Prague Tossed it into the river Blanka's I.D., found on the shore of the Vltava, Was an interesting detail In Salzburg in 1973, Unterweger had also driven A girl to a lake surrounded by woods, And after he'd murdered her and Left her in the water, he'd taken her clothing and purse From the Salzach Lake he'd driven to the Salzach River And tossed her purse into it. A fisherman downstream of the city snagged it a few days later."