Life's a bitch, then you die Hell's ditch, naked howling freedom The killer's hands are bound with chains At six o'clock it starts to rain He'll never see the dawn again Our lady of the flowers Genet's feeling Ramon's dick The guy in the bunk above gets

Make me feel The way you make me feel I could stand here forever There's nothing else this real Six o'clock again The night is at an end In the quietness Into your love, I feel When the winter's gone