Mr Underworld

Let's meet at Jimmie's bar
I wear my pitch-black dress and a cigarette
The hour‘s late and trouble seems far
The last whiskey trickles down into your head
My car awaits in the pouring rain
So lets hurry and come on
A night of pleasure and pain
But the pain won't last that long

You look so pretty here in hell
With those torn out eyebrows
I like your extraordinary smell
And your pestilential bubos
Come take a look in the mirror
And see what you've become
A new mister underworld
A dead without a tomb
Down here in heaven

Tonight this motel room
Will be our sanctuary
I'll teach you how to bloom
I will show you how to decay
So down and drink this wine
As we both soon will sink to sleep
A scratchy feeling
And a vicious dark believe

You look so pretty here in hell
With those torn out eyebrows
I like your extraordinary smell
And your pestilential bubos
Come take a look in the mirror
And see what you've become
A new mister underworld
A dead without a tomb
Down here in heaven

One night in heaven
Alive in hell
That's what I want
And you as well
So down and drink
This body and blood
Let mercy come
Devour us all
Your lips turn blue
My hands turn red
And the last drop of my poison
Trickles down your head