название:

Metatron


автор:

The Mars Volta


жанры: experimental, psychedelic, rock
альбомы: The Bedlam in Goliath
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Maybe Ill breakdown
Maybe Ill try
Circumvent inoculation
And I just want a cutWhen will I breakdown
Lately I might
Unconnect the fascination
And I just want to touchThis is a list
Theyre my demands
Forget the question
Come on, bring your nervous handsYou read it in my letter
'Patience worth is dead'
Suffocate the inkwell
I am legion said the penHer seraph snout
And cruciform limp
I blame the shrouding
Of a lesser manMy sigil contraptions
They work with no crutches
Dont show me the hinges
I am absentMaybe Ill breakdown
Maybe Ill try
Circumvent inoculation
And I just want a cutWhen will I breakdown
Lately I might
Unconnect the fascination
And I just want to touchShe came to me when she was
Pouring out of drool
Under sedation
Under vulgar multitudesIf you stay and try
To fix what you did
The sheets were wet from
All those messagesA million petitions, her lock with no key
You forfeit the right to be believed
Full implant, shapeless as a jewel
And I am stranded by eternal solitudeMaybe Ill breakdown
Maybe Ill try
Circumvent inoculation
And I just want a cutWhen will I breakdown
Lately I might
Unconnect the fascination
And I just want to touchThe vault that I call home
It falls beneath your palms
Before I crawl my way out
She callsYoure standing right outside my window
Water thirsting
You're standing right outside my window
Water thirsting, will I drownIll never get a distance shot
Heard vesper pure
I never wanna see your face
'Til the word is made fleshYoud better ask Metatron
Those flowers that withered away
In the pages of your book
For one day they wont block your routeIn the dead plot you dream in
Ten go away
Ten born of pray
Ten go awayFolding wormholes
My time is riding in the alphabet
Folding wormholes
My time is writing on the wallIn the dead plot you dream in
Ten go away
Ten born of pray
Ten go awayFolding wormholes
My time is riding in the alphabet
Folding wormholes
My time is writing on the wallDebase by your sentence
I fell in the trap
What door slid behind me
I cant see it anymoreWhen she sleeps as a witness
Got no better hands
Tied a single stutter
Do you speak my dialect?Accidents will happen
Keep your earnings to yourself
One sip under the table
Until it moves all by itselfIn the eye of Fatima
I kept all your dreams
In a waking solution
Of indictmentMaybe Ill breakdown
Maybe Ill try
Circumvent inoculation
And I just want a cutWhen will I breakdown
Lately I might
Unconnect the fascination
And I just want to touch
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