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
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