cygnus vismund cygus

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  1. the mars volta sarkisi

    The ocean floor is hidden
    From your 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

    Niño preparate
    Que vas a sufrir
    Niño preparate
    Salte veneno
    Niño preparate
    Salte de aqui
    Niño preparate
    Labios temblando
    Niño preparate
    Salte venedo
    Niño preparate
    Salte de aqui
    Niño preparate
    Brincan los cuerpos
    Vas a sufrir

    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

    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 suit
    These are the feathers
    That replace them

    All night I’ll hunt for you
    Let me show you what I mean
    Sangre
    Sonando
    De rabia nací

    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
    Down in the 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

    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
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