Sweeney’s back bitches! Call it Sweeney's return, Demon of Fleet Street, watch the city burn, London streets shakin’, feel that wicked churn, Slice ‘em up clean, yeah, that’s how we learn. Blades glistening bright, in the dead of night, Got a hunger for revenge, gonna start a fight, Blood on the pavement, it’s a hell of a sight, Slicing necks quick, bring the wrongs to light. Demon of Fleet Street, I’m risin’ from the grave, Slice, dice, pay the price, there’s no soul to save, Motivation’s high, this fury I crave, London’s my playground, let 'em all misbehave. Dark alley whispers, they can smell my wrath, Enemies shiver when I’m walking my path, Lookin’ for justice, it’s my bloody math, Calculate the pain, unleash the aftermath. Sweeney’s razor sharp, cuttin’ through the lies, Makeshift barber shop, where the body count flies, In this twisted tale, it’s survival of the wise, Every slice a symphony, hear the screams and cries. Demon of Fleet Street, I’m risin’ from the grave, Slice, dice, pay the price, there’s no soul to save, Motivation’s high, this fury I crave, London’s my playground, let 'em all misbehave. Bring the beast, unleash the teeth, No one’s safe, street by street, Blood runs cold, feel that heat, Sweeney’s here, can’t accept defeat. Forgotten in shadows, but now I’m alive, Whispers of the past, man, they won’t survive, With each clean cut, watch the pain contrive, In this game of death, only I will thrive. So heed my warning, don’t step to this mess, Demon of Fleet Street, I’ll put you to rest, Slicing necks hard, man, I’m feelin’ blessed, In the heart of London, I’m reclaimin’ the quest.