Televators Songtext

von The Mars Volta

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 go