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The Mars Volta lyrics

Album: De-Loused in the Comatorium [2003]

Tracks10
 01  Son et Lumiere
 02  Inertiatic ESP
 03 Roulette Dares (The Haunt Of)
 04 Tira Me a las Araņas
 05  Drunkship of Lanterns
 06  Eriatarka
 07  Cicatriz ESP
 08  This Apparatus Must Be Unearthed
 09  Televators
 10  Take the Veil Cerpin Taxt
all The Mars Volta lyrics



Son et Lumiere
Transcribed by: Ulises Pedroza



Clipside of the pinkeye flight
I'm not the percent you think survives
I need sanctuary in the pages of this book
Gestating with all the other rats
Nurse said that my skin will need a graft
I am of pockmarked shapes
The vermin you need to loatheback to top
Inertiatic ESP
Transcribed by: Ulises Pedroza


Now I'm lost

last night I heard lepors
flinch like birth defects
it's musk was fecal in origin
as the words dribbled off of its chin

it said I'm lost
I'm lost
now I'm lost

dolls wreck the minced meat of pupils
cast in oblong arms length
the hooks have been picking their scabs
where wolves hide in the company of men

it said
I'm lost
I'm lost
now I'm lost

are you peaking in the red
perforated at the neck
what of this mongrel architect
a broken arm of sewers set
past present and future tense
clipside of the pinkeye fountain

now I'm lost

it's been said
long time ago
you'll be the first and last to know
you'll never knowback to top
Drunkship of Lanterns
Transcribed by: Ulises Pedroza



You've got the lot to burn
A shelve of pig smotherd cries
Is there a spirit that spits
Upon the exit of signs
Is anybody there
These steps keep on growing long
Bayonet trials rust propellers await

No
Nobody is heard
Rowing sheep smiles for the dead
Nobody is heard
An antiquated home

Afloat with engines on mute
Sui generis ship spined around the yard
Is anybody there
These craft only multiply
At the nape of ruins rust propellers await

No
Nobody is heard compass wilting in the wind
Nobody is heard
Rowing sheep smile for the dead
Tansoceanic depth in this earth

No
Nobody is heard compass wilting in the wind
Nobody is heard
Rowing sheep smile for the dead
Tansoceanic depth in this earth in this cenotaph

Lash of one thousand eye brows clicking
Counting the toll
Counting the toll

You've got the lot to burn
A shelve of pig smothered cries
Is there a spirit that spits upon the exit of signs
Is anybody there
These steps keep on growing long
Bayonet trials rust propellers await

No
Nobody is heard compass wilting in the wind
Nobody is heard rowing sheep smile for the dead
Transoceanic depth in this earth in this cenotaph

Carpel jets
hit the ground
Carpel jets
hit the ground
Carpel jets
hit the ground
Carpel jets
hit the ground

Lash of one thousand eyebrows clicking
Counting the toll
Counting the toll
Lash of one thousand eyebrows clicking
Counting the toll
Counting the tollback to top
Eriatarka
And there are those who
Hadn't found the speaking so wrong
Is it wrong?
Of pavolov lore
They ran rampant through the floors
Is this wrong?
Feels so wrong
Happened on a respirator
In the basements
Are they gone?
are they gone?

Stung the slang of a gallows bird
Rationed a dead letter pure

Trackmarked amoeba lands craft
Cartwheel of scratches
Dress the tapeworm as pet
Tenticles smirk please
Flinched the cocooned meat
Infra-recon forgets

Now there are those who find
Comfort in the breathing
Wrong
is it wrong?
It houses the watchful eyes
They're panting in a pattern in droves
Are they gone?
Happened on a respirator bet
In the basements
Is it gone?
Now they're gone

Stung the slang of a gallows bird
Sanctioned a dead letter pure

trackmarked amoeba lands craft
cartwheel of scratches
dress the tape worm as pets
tentacles smirk please
flinch the cacooned meat
infra-recon forgets

evaporated the fur
because it covers them
if you only knew the plans they had for us
evaporated the fur
because it covers them
if you only knew the plans they had for us

They used to have pulses in them
But impulse has made the strong
They used to have pulses in them
But impulse has made them strong

Evaporated the fur
Because it covers them
If you only knew the plans they had for us

Trackmarked amoeba lands craft
Cartwheel of scratches
Dress the tapeworm as pets
Tentacles smirk please
Flinch the cacooned meat
Infra-reco forgets

gotta be a way
Of getting out
Are you just growing old?

Trackmarked amoeba lands craft
Cartwheel of scratches
Dress the tapeworm as petsback to top
Cicatriz ESP
do you recall it's name
as it suggested beck and call
this face and heel
will drag your halo through the mud
ash of pompei
erupted in a statues dust
shrouded in veils
because these handcuffs hurt too much
still scalping these ticketless applause
and when they drag the lake
theres nothing left at all

sutured contusion
beyond the anthills of the dawning of this plague
said ive lost my way
even if this cul-de-sac would pay
to reach inside a vault
whatever be the cost
sterling clear blackened ice
and when they drag the lake
theres nothing left at alll

i've defected

sutured contusion
beyond the anthills of the dawning of this plague
said ive lost my way
even if this cul-de-sac did pay
to reach inside a vault
whatever be the cost
sterling clear blackened ice
and when they drag the lake
theres nothing left at all

ive defected

beyond the anthills of the dawning of this plague
said ive lost my way
even if this cul-de-sac did pay
beyond the anthills of
beyond the anthills of
said ive lost my way
even if you
even if you
even if you
who reached inside a vault
whatever be the cost
sterling clear blackened ice
and when they drag the lake
there's nothinkg left at all

i've defected

Drag your vessel
Punch your clock inback to top
This Apparatus Must Be Unearthed
Transcribed by: Ulises Pedroza


I've been waiting for so long
For someone to
Mend all the blame
Ive been searching for so long
For something to
anonymous
avenge my name
anonymous
avenge my name

you came here on time
I just hope that it's not to late
I've seen you at night
Biteing the frost of silence
Can you cure us of this fate
Mock the litany in its face
Is that you moatilliatta

I've been waiting for so long
For someone to
Mend all the blame
I've been searching for so long
For something to
Anonymous
Avenge my name
Anonymous
Avenge my name

Hex zero rouge
He'll hybernate no more
The altars run dry
Prefect dictate your final words
does it sting of augur truth
was your temple left in ruins
is that you moatilliatta

I've been waiting for so long
for someone to
mend all the blame
I've been searching for so long
For something to
Anonymous
Avenge my name
Anonymous
Avenge my name

This is the altar
The one that you let me die in
On your knees
How you wept
Much like omertta
The quiet has shielded all intent
On the ground it appears
Like wrath
Avenging the lamb as bait
In a bed of nails you made
Who made this effigy
Is there straw dressed in these fields

And now it won't be long

I've been waiting for so long
For someone to
Mend all the blame
I've been searching for so long
For something to
Anonymous
Avenge my name
Anonymous
Avenge my nameback to top
Televators
Just as he hit
The ground
They lowered a tow that
Stuck in his neck to the gills
Fragments of sobiquets
riddle me this
three half eaten corneas
who hit the area
Stalk the ground
Stalk the ground
You should have seen
The curse that flew right by you
Page of concrete
Stained walks crutch in hobbled sway
Autodafe
A capulary hint of red
Only this manupod
Crescent in shape has escaped
The house half the way
Fell empty with teeth
That split both his lips
Mark these words
One day this chalk outline will circle this city
Was he robbed of the asphalt that cushioned his face
A room colored charlatan
Hid in a safe
Stalk the ground
Stalk the ground
You should have seen
The curse that flew right by you
Page of concrete
Stain walks crutch in hobbled sway
Autodafe
A capulary hint of red
Only this manupod
Crescent in shape
Has escaped
Pull the pins
Save your grace
Mark these words
On his grave
You should have seen
The curse that flew right by you
Page of concrete
Stain walks crutch in hobbled sway
Autodafe
A capulary hint of red
Everyone knows the last toes are
Always the coldest to goback to top
Take the Veil Cerpin Taxt
Transcribed by: Ulises Pedroza


You must have been phlegmatic in stature
The gates of thanos are a spread eagle wide
You let the shutters make sackcloth and ashes
Out of a blind mans picaresque heart

You take the veil
You'll take the dive
You take the veil

It's not over till the tremulant sings
These ides of march
Are they so make believe
How tempts the revenant
Slice up and not across

You take the veil
You'll take the dive
You take the veil

A mass of gallon sloth
As flys have walls for feet
A rapturous verbatim-someone said but who is to know
And when you find the fringe
The one last hit that spent you
You'll find the ossuary spilling by the day

The iconoclastic had it coming for years
They know the prisons that you have yet to fear
Where thumbs hide inside of sleepingbag mouths
Adlib your memoires by casting a drought

You take the veil
You'll take the dive
You take the veil

A mass of gallon sloth
As flys have walls for feet
A rapturous verbatim-someone said but who is to know
And when you find the fringe
The one last hit that spent you
You'll find the ossuary spilling by the day

Knife me in -hobbeling
Talking in it's sleep again
Knife me in-hobbeling
Talking in it's sleep again

The one last hit that spent you
And you will find
The greatest fucking lie
Of aneurysm vespers
The ones that pile
Up the greatest fucking lies

Knife me in hobbling
Talking in it's sleep again
Knife me in hobbling
Talking in It's sleep again

Virulent hives- of bedpost piles
Virulent hives

Who brought me here
Forsaken,depraved and wrought with fear
Who turned it off
The last thing I remember now
Who brought me here
Forsaken,depraved and wrought with fear
Who turned it off
The last thing I remember now
Who brought me hereback to top
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