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Mars Volta lyrics : "Viscera Eyes"

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


Don't let me,
Don't let me go


There is a venom in numerical eyes
Your convalescent thorns

Are but a crown of maggots
They fold the shakes inside that third glass eye
Come on and give it to me

Come on and die

In your viscera eyes

Cataracts close the blinds
Let me let comfort come drown by your side


Hay mi hija no me llores
Porque te quito de esta cruz
A noche te vi caminando

Sin la alma de tu cuerpo
En los brasos
Sin luz

Stains fall into the brick wall severed
Four of them were watching
While the other three did hide

The culprit spat the seed
From a podium of glass
Shattering the sigil

That you thought was deitized

Don't let me, don't let me go

There is a venom in numerical lies
Your convalescent thornss
Are but a crown of maggots

They rot the shakes
Inside that third glass eye
Come on and give it to me

Come on and die

In your viscera eyes

Cataracts close the blinds
Let me let comfort come drown by your side


Wait I've seen the arc shake
From your mnemonic tongue
But the braille

That you weave
Of itself, it shall read aloud
Yes it will

I said she's falling, she's still falling
No one wants to come
She's crawling she's still crawling

On your burial ground
I said she's falling, she's still falling
No one wants to come

I said she's crawling she's still crawling
On your burial ground

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