Something kissed my lips Something Something busted my fingertips The north binds battle In the car park And the darkness Somewhere The night is on the run With a bottle of ouzo And a rusty gun The north wind Is like a Spanish guitar Soaked in petrol Burning on the bar Let the dead raise their heads And the dying leave their beds She didn't believe what her mama said And she climbed out the window in the darkness And behind you in the night A million dogs come out to fight In the empire that will be rising Rising through the night