Life's a bitch then you die. Black Hell. 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 sick. In the cell next door the lunatic. Starts screaming for his mother. Black dildo black hell. As the Spanish cops ridiculed my gel. A mugshot I remember well. Little man how you have suffered. I could hear the screams from up above. If it ain't a fist it isn't love. As for our lady she kneels down. Her neck is bent the blade comes down. Doing! There goes the breakfast bell. Back from heaven back to hell. Naked howling freedom - Hell's Ditch.