Underworld - Brody Dalle

I got a place in the underworld

That’s where I’ll go when the map runs out

I want a clean slate, kissing the morgue

On my knees swallowing swords

Ouroboros

I want to go down to Mexico, hear the horns sing in Jalisco

I want to lay where the old crones rest

Lift the veils of the ancient west

Ouroboros

All things were, are, will be out of one,

Through one and to one

All things were, are, will be To be crowning endlessly

Experience every land and sea

I want to Love you inside me Forever mine, primordially

Ouroboros

All things were, are, will be out of one,

Through one and to one

All things were, are, will be