Viscera Eyes
The Mars Volta
Por cuando te vi enfermo con mentiras
Este ladron cuenta se dio
Trapa mal hecho de trampas te lo juro
Que yo si te mato
Y con cada dia que se pase recuerdate
Quien era el mas poderoso
(When I saw you sick with lies
This thief caught on
Trap the wrong doings of tramps
I swear I will k** you
And with everyday that pa**es
Remember who was the most powerful)
Don't let me Don't let me go
There is a venom in numerical eyes
Your convalescent thorns
Upon a crown of maggots
Your father shakes inside that third gla** eye
Come on and give it to me
Come on and die
In your viscera eyes
Cut the lights
Close the blinds
Lend me your comfort
Come cry by your side
Ay, mi hijo, no me llores
Porque te quito de esta cruz
Ni agachate ve caminado sin la alma de tu cuerpo
En los brazos sin luz
(My son, don't cry any longer
Because I rid you of this cross
Last night I saw you walking
Without a soul for your body
In your arms without light)
They scalp our children by seven
The border we're watching
Where the other three now hide
The culprits can't be seen from a premium of gla**
We shudder in this sigil then you carpe diem-tize
Don't let me Don't let me go
There is a venom in numerical eyes
Your convalescent thorns
Upon a crown of maggots
Verucca shakes inside that third gla** eye
Come on and give it to me
Come on and die
In your viscera eyes
Cut the lights
Close the blinds
Lend me your comfort
Come cry by your side
In your viscera eyes
Cut the lights
Close the blinds
Lend me your comfort
Come cry by your side
Wait! I've seen the ark shake from your pneumonic tongue
But the braile that you weave of itself it shall read aloud
Yes it will I said, she's falling, she's still falling
But no one wants to come She's crawling, she's still crawling
On your burial ground
Said, she's falling, she's still falling
But no one wants to come
I said, she's crawling, she's still crawling
On your burial