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Mars Volta The - Cygnus Vismund Cygnus |
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M TOP - MAN... - Mars Volta The Lyrics - Cygnus Vismund Cygnus Lyrics
1. Sarcophagi The ocean floor is hidden From the viewing lens A depth perception Languished in the night All my life I’ve been sewing the wounds But the seeds sprout a lachrymal cloud 2. Umbilical Syllables Niño preparate Que vas sufrir Niño preparate Salte veneno Niño preparate Salte de aqui Niño preparate Labios temblando Niño preparate Salte veneno Niño preparate Salte de aqui Niño preparate Brincan los cuerpos Vas a sufrir My my my nails peel back When the taxidermist ruined Goose stepped the freckling impatience All the brittle tombs Five hundred little q’s I’m splitting hairs to match the faces Come on now All night I’ll hunt for you Let me show you what I mean Sangre Sonando De rabia naci Now this train don’t lie An abortion that survived A lineage of bastard mastacation All the severed proof Talons scratch my suite These are the feathers that replace them Come on now All night I’ll hunt for you Let me show you what I mean Sangre Sonando De rabia naci Who do you trust? Will they feed us the womb Chrome the fetal mirage Will they feed us the womb I found the remnants of a crescent fang It cleaned my wing down to the bone Umbilical syllables left to decode There was no cradle I can taste it Come on now All night I’ll hunt for you Let me show you what I mean Sangre Sonando De rabia naci Who do you trust? Will they feed us the womb Chrome the fetal mirage Will they feed us the womb Bring me this plague She took a drink Those nicotine stains On his every word My scavenger quilt Will only hide the truth Bring me Bring me this plague 3. Facilis Descenus Averni I count the days to find What was left behind Only these names I clutch Will lead me to my home Somehow this river marks A wrinkle hand in mine And everyday that parts The water into two Mothers and feathers start To drown the living proof I can’t remember these lakes of blood Wrapped in a blanket There sweats a cut Who do you trust? Will they feed us the womb Chrome the fetal mirage Will they feed us the womb Who do you trust? Will they feed us the womb Chorme the fetal mirage Will they feed us the womb... 4. Con Safo
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