Luyện nghe bài hát Hell's Ditch

Life's a bitch, you die, black Hell
Hell's Ditch, howling freedom
The killer's hands are bound with

At six o'clock, it starts to
He'll never see the dawn
Our of the flowers

Genet's feeling Ramon's
The guy in the bunk above sick
In the next door the lunatic
screaming for his mother

Black dildo, black
As the Spanish ridiculed my gel
A mugshot, I remember
man, you have suffered

I could hear the screams from up
If it ain't a fist, it isn't
As for our lady, she down
Her neck is bent, the comes down

Doing, goes the breakfast bell
from Heaven, back to Hell
Naked howling freedom, Ditch