The Mars Volta - Miranda, That Ghost Just Isn't Holy Anymore lyrics

a. VADE MECUM I've always wanted To eat gla** with you again But I never knew how How to talk without Walls dropping on the eve The nest they made couldn't break you Along the fallen Scowled a fence of beaks But the temple is scathing Through your veins They were scaling Through an ice pick of abscess reckoning And when Miranda sang Everyone turned away Used to the noose they obey And whoever said that they would scatter Separating the mother from child She can bat a broken eyelid Raining maggots from it's sty And with the traces that she leaves She will skin you out alive All the children go grinding their jaws The sweet smell of their toothless can*ls And the damn she will break, Make an ocean from this lake As they siphon off all our blood And when Miranda sang Everyone turned away Used to the noose they obey And when Miranda sang Everyone turned away Used to the noose they obey And when Miranda sang Everyone turned away Used to the noose they obey b. POUR ANOTHER ICEPICK I think I've become like one of the others I think I've become like one of the others I think I've become like one of the others There was a frail syrup dripping off His lap danced lapel, punctuated by her Decrepit prowl she washed down the hatching Gizzard soft as a mane of needles His orifice icicles hemorrhaged By combing her torso to a pile Perspired the trophy shelves made room for his collapse She was a mink hand job in sarcophagus heels Bring me to my knees Read the sharpened lines All my arms, Bled me blind Faucet leaks in shadows Spilling from morgue lancet Caressed your fontanelle I've sworn to k** every last one Every last one Panic in the shakes of the wounded Panic in the worms Onto the floor And out of your mouth Out of your eyelids No there's no light, in the darkest Of your furthest reaches No there's no light, in the darkest Of your furthest reaches All your dreams, splintered off Leech by leech on this catafalque Anyone will tell you, yes anyone Chance had me setting a trip wire alarm Your mother flirted with disease When she skinned that costume by it's navel strings Panic in the shakes of the wounded Panic in the worms, onto the floor And out of your mouth And out of your eyelids No there's no light, in the darkest Of your furthest reaches No there's no light, in the darkest Of your furthest reaches No there's no light, in the darkest Of your furthest reaches Shock lest shackles free you Volt face cons abandon you again I won't feel not this time Shock lest shackles free you Volt face cons abandon you again I won't feel not this time c. PISACIS (PHRA-MEN-MA) Brick by brick, the night eclipsed Pricked by cuticle thorns Dried the sleep on nursery slits Into this life I'm born Heaven's just a scab away I'd like to see you after just one taste Sink your teeth into the flesh of midnight Night forever more, Let them see it has begun The others I've become If you should see the dice, Charmed with it's snaked choked eyes You'll wear the widows weeds Because they're just your size Behind the snail secretion, Leaves a dry heave that absorbs A limbless procreation, Let the infant crawled deformed A bag replaced the breath of these suffocating sheets And now when the craving calls I'll scratch my itchy teeth Come on and sing it now... Sink your teeth into the flesh of midnight, Night forever more Sink your teeth into the flesh of midnight, Night forever more She fell for the whispers, Sister flooded deaf tears That night tore a river, In her baron womb mirror And his multiple sons with their mandible tongues Set crucified fires to petrified homes... Let it burn And the owls they were watching And the owls didn't care Then the owls came a knocking, Placenta in their stares They will feed on all the carnage, Leftover from the flood And in the corner of their eyes, Fled sister L' Via Sister L' Via Now the pieces went floating, Reflecting all at dusk Conceived from the stabbing, was Vismund Cygnus Twenty five wives in the lake tonight... d. CON SAFO Twenty five wives in the lake tonight Raw bark in the water of the marble shrine Twenty five snakes pour out your eyes Yeah the icepicks coming on the marble shrine Twenty five snakes are drowning