Mars Volta, The

[“OCTAHEDRON”]

Since We’ve Been Wrong:

Do you remember how you wore that dress?
It slipped my sight beneath the eye glint
Do you remember what you said to me?
What course has given you the right, to stray?
And in your living tune unstuck my teeth
The clocks are ticking fast with every breath

Since we’ve been wrong
I’ve been poured away
Since we’ve been wrong
You will never ever know me
What took you so long?
I’m not sure all the way
But my heart it has just one more time
And Luseal remains

One day a rain will come to wash away
The earth that held us was no island
I have become ingrown inside this skin
I found a way out through those eyelids
When all the days become a castaway
I seem to think I don’t belong here

Since we’ve been wrong
I’ve been poured away
Since we’ve been wrong
You will never ever know me
What took you so long?
I’m not sure all the way
But my heart it has just one more time
And Luseal remains

I don’t belong here
I shouldn’t stay
The flowers inside me grow as empty
The walls between us will never break
Just sealed shut it grows empty

Since we’ve been wrong
I’ve been poured away
Since we’ve been wrong
You will never ever know me
What took you so long?
I’m not sure all the way
But my heart it has just one more time
And Luseal remains

Teflon:

Just don’t know the layman’s terms
to call the mess you bleed
Crawls beneath the surface
sought blood through a family tree

The date’s been changed
with each new phase
I’m anxious bouts of nervous

What am I without the bruises?
These switches won’t come on
What do I do to lose it?
Beneath this distress call

Let the wheels burn, let the wheels burn
Stack the tires to the neck with a body inside
[x2]

Frames of infrared
keep scrolling into focus
Scarab claimed the busy signal
with the habits that you noticed

The date’s been changed
with each new phase
I’m anxious bouts of nervous

What am I without the bruises?
These switches won’t come on
What do I do to lose it?
Beneath this distress call

Let the wheels burn, let the wheels burn
Stack the tires to the neck with a body inside
[x2]

Take in all the hostages
into the Oval Office
Draw the curtains, part their hair
and pull the trigger softly

If they have become empty
then I’ll just take you with me
One driver in your motorcade
is all it takes, is all it takes

Selling graves in teflon veins
is all it takes is all it takes

What am I without the bruises?
These switches won’t come on
What do I do to lose it?
Beneath this distress call

Let the wheels burn, let the wheels burn
Stack the tires to the neck with a body inside
[x2]

Halo Of Nembutals:

When the earth let you go
when the verdict is vermin
By the fork in my tongue
when you run out of sermon

When sooner or later
is still not enough
What a foul little temptress
your daughter’s become

Deviate all by means in name
cause we all crawl in quicksand the same
[x2]

The night I begged you to come to me
the limp in your talk and the scent of your bleed
It’s still not enough roulette to let you go

You covered your wounds in a bandage of sloth
the deeper the slur that rang from her laugh
If something tells me to keep it together

How could you turn your back on me?
I’ve summoned the stampede of infidel feet
For all I ever wanted is all you ever flaunted

Deviate by all means in name
cause we all crawl in quicksand the same
[x2]

Vanish a fifth dementia
tables of ringworms have hung themselves
Disarray…
Communion shaped…

Serpents raise in prisms and rainbows escaped

They sent in the necrophiliacs
Carcinogen tartans that smolder in asp
Disarray…
Communion shaped…

Serpents raise in prisms and rainbows escaped

Reading from bottomless palindromes
hear my request to be disowned
Disarray…
Communion shaped…

Serpents raise in prisms and rainbows escaped

Deviate by all means in name
cause we all crawl in quicksand the same
[x2]

With Twilight As My Guide:

I’m bolted from within
from long conniving heights
The hale, it makes a special sound
that always stays into the night

She tells me I’m not capable
of what they accuse me
With no remorse I stand and say
that guilt is what I plead

My devil makes me dream
like no other mortal dreams
With a blank eye corner

The only way to see him
in the tunnel where he slept
By the longest tusk of corridors
numb below the neck

In my heart

Where he keeps them in
a vault of devil daughters

When I bend and kick in form
with twilight as my guide
In every home the ghost pays gossip
you can hear them if you try

When my quill begins to squirm
from the ashes in your urn
Your deviance is anything but faithful

My devil makes me dream
like no other mortal dreams
With a blank eye corner

The only way to see him
in the tunnel where he slept
By the longest tusk of corridors
numb below the neck

In my heart

Where he keeps them in
a vault of devil daughters

Everybody
in my dead leaves
Don’t you hide these
branches waiting

I’ve been watching
you four, two me
Don’t resign me
I’m not waiting

My devil makes me dream
like no other mortal dreams
With a blank eye corner

The only way to see him
in the tunnel where he slept
By the longest tusk of corridors
numb below the neck

In my heart

Where he keeps them in
a vault of devil daughters

Cotopaxi:

When sanskrit was my mother tongue
Scarabs filled my pillow
Tarmac strips to pave for them
And thrones from which to teach
And in that pulse the future said
The story had been spun
You wet your bed so sleep in it
Cards can’t make a house

And up that hill go the last of my crumbs
We’ll be lucky if we eat tonight
And up that hill go the last of my crumbs
That’s why I’ll magnify a hole…

When light years came
And light years passed
Tugging on the brink
Spoils reported missing
Put down in its sleep
Strangled in the background
Fitted for a mask
The future won’t believe you
Past the ransom fast

And up that hill go the last of my crumbs
We’ll be lucky if we eat tonight
And up that hill go the last of my crumbs
That’s why I’ll magnify a hole…

Don’t beat around the pulpit
There is no lost and found
Where is the devil waiting
Trying to disguise…
I’ve seen what you used to look like
But down here you won’t survive

I’ve got the weight of half of the world
Don’t stop dragging the lake
I won’t come home
If you can’t come home
Even if you make a grave with my name
You better keep on looking for me

Desperate Graves:

With qualms that I speak
of the wrists I have cut
By flooding the tubs
where the warmth held below

The lockets believe
that the secret of love
Has caught its own tail
and it just won’t give up

When I breathe
the heavens can’t hold me
And I can’t believe anymore

The light breathes
the highest execution
Show me the wings I must cut

In your left of days
these are desperate graves

Give me the alter
let me shine
The pendulum won’t wait
[x2]

If I slay your spirits
with twin covent vaults
That weakened your knees
in the pit of my palms

Dressed in the slurs
of bovine engines
To feast upon the carcass
of your mother

When I breathe
the heavens can’t hold me
And I can’t believe anymore

The light breathes
the highest execution
Show me the wings I must cut

In your left of days
these are desperate graves

Give me the alter
let me shine
The pendulum won’t wait
[x2]

When I turn the dial
and leave the gas on
I’m the matchstick
that you’ll never lose

These are the splinters
made from a single blade
I’m the matchstick
that you’ll never lose

I’m like the key
that locks you in
I’m the matchstick
that you’ll never lose

When you wear the burning
of all my ferns
I’m the matchstick
that you’ll never lose

In your left of days
these are desperate graves

Give me the alter
let me shine
The pendulum won’t wait
[x4]

Copernicus:

Close the doors…
if you want to seen her breathing again
Blur the days…
sleeping is just not an option

How come every time I walk, you crawl?
Then you cut out all the letters that make up this note

I won’t, I won’t give up until I find out
until I find what happened to you

The solution inhaled from the rag I hold
holds a maximum vacancy
As I held you in crippled bandages
don’t you stay up and wait for me

Left dangling in the wind…

You’re not there…
I poke needles in the neck of a doll
She pokes back…
asking why can’t I just let her lie

How come every time I walk, you crawl?
Then you cut out all the letters that make up this note

I won’t, I won’t give up until I find out
until I find what happened to you

The solution inhaled from the rag I hold
holds a maximum vacancy
As I hold you in crippled bandages
don’t you stay up and wait for me

Left dangling in the wind…

Don’t let the days escape
what I did brings more of them
And we’ll be waiting just for them

Over my dead body
over the search they lead
They won’t find them anymore
[x2]

The solution inhaled from the rag I hold
holds a maximum vacancy
As I hold you in crippled bandages
don’t you stay up and wait for me
[x2]

Left dangling in the wind…

Luciforms:

How much do you make
in that death factory
Severance hold in the chamber of revolvers

Empty jails fall from my scalp
shaped the glove and let me out
Still I can remember the day
that they took you from me

Seems like I’ve been running
from your trenchant memory
Harpsichord will warn me when its over

Cause if heaven breathes
then someone trade places with me
Cause I don’t want to tar feathers instead of rags

Instead of rags

When do I get to see the body preserved inside this brim
sewn on the lips were her last words
I’ll be damned I can still hear her laughing

Your angels have tangled their breasts again (lol)
the comfort of doubt, still it keeps you thin
And still I can remember the day that they took you from me

Seems like I’ve been running
from your trenchant memory
Harpsichord will warn me when its over

Cause if heaven breathes
then someone trade places with me
Cause I don’t want to tar feathers instead of rags

Instead of rags

Does your temperature ache?
Is your glass about to break?
Are you purple with currant?
Will you now become the serpent?

Gordian knots in the powerlines
sizes fill empty with pesticide
With a pharaoh to hold
bury me in gold

Will your sun refuse to bite
in the Stockholm city that we provide
If your heart does cease to speak
my fingernail claw will make your chalkboard sing

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One Response to “Mars Volta, The”

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