Cicatriz ESP Songtext

von The Mars Volta

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
Erupting in a
Statues dust
Shrouded in veils
Because these handcuffs hurt to much
Scalpeing these ticketless applause
And when they drag the lake there is
Nothing left at all
Seutured contusion
Beyond the anthills of the
Dawning of this plague
Said I've lost my way
Even if this cul de sac
Would pay
To reach inside a vault whatever be the cost
Sterling clear
Blackend ice
When they drag the lake there's nothing left at all
I've defected
Seutuerd contusion
Beyond the anthills of the dawning
Of this plague
Said I've lost my way
Even if this cul de sac did pay
To reach inside a vault whatever be the cost
Sterling clear
Blackend
Ice
When they drag the lake theres nothing left at all
I've defected
This is my last insicion
The stitches have defected
Drag me a vessel
Coveting all you know see and hear
This is my last incision
The
Stitches have fallen off
Sterling clear blackened ice
And when they drag
They lake theres nothing left at all
I've defected