The Mars Volta - Tetragrammaton lyrics

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The Mars Volta - Tetragrammaton lyrics

Tell me it's over, Rusbel awaits I've been to the surface And nothing is there, Eyelids sank muffled In the nerve aura sound, But when she awakes Will she still be with us? My heart is darkclots, Leap year is late How did you get here, Ask all but the bail From a Christ that went hissing Constricting his cells We summon by candle by book and by bell Glossolalia coats my skin Glycerin and turbulence stuffed the voice inside God Mirrors to the animals The sermon goes mourning, Pricking it's hail Slothful the child, That preys on the seed Shall behead the drought, Wound under sleeves I hope you have room, In a thicket of vines Give me a moment, To clean what you've stole The streets will hang high, Strech ribs and let taste We'll cover the smell with silver nitrate Mending the cuts of your prosthetic faith Glossolalia coats my skin Glycerin and turbulence Stuffed the voice inside God Mirrors to the animals Then so long, Dear minemonic Assume the form, You've given me and I'll spill Now hold on, Just hold my hand Say that they made you But you brought your own leash Tell me no more no, say I'm the last one Outside, By the drift, You read my will Of thread and itch, Failure to comply As failure to decease And still you won'y know everything I've built the fall Sulking drained the fall of my pale will Swarming by your steps Licking the ankles of blasphemer guilts It only meant to drape a plastic Over the stuck pig scalp of head To cover the sock where to flatline had spread The kiosk in my temporal lobe Is shaped like Rasalyn Carter She says my map is home again, But torn face down I have only but a million blemishes To tell you all about In the end the just gagged me To make him come out Gas me the hind, Of your five legged snare Tooth picks the eye, But no things there Down drags your waltz, Cross the alter top From a sleep that, Depravation knew Trespa** your form, I'm void of dusk I'd ask to look, But the mask stays on You'll levitate, Teutonic print Cruelty is the wrath, Of my instrument In the end the just gagged me To make him come out You locked the cuffs Arsenic erupts Will you drink the shadow Of my red hair You and your falst, Witness to God You've one in the chamber, But your finger got stuck Let slip the sound, Of a cry for help But all was lost, On the night you walked Palms speak through eyes Serve your memory lost I cantaminate with insignias In the end they just gagged me To make him come out Gla**olalia coats my skin Glycerin and turbulence Stuffed the voice inside of God Mirrors to the animals Wait till I get my hands on you I won'y forget a face that left me Just you wait Till I get my hands on you I can't, You won't remember Unwrap my corpse, And let it thaw In the eye of the needle, I can't get out They'll check my wrist, I'll faint a pulse I'm not the human, You thought I was If you pet the nigh, Sixth pentacle dice If you roll the seven, St. Michael dies They'll be no ransom, Don't shut my mouth I scaled the answer, You're afraid of

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