Cygnus...Vismund Cygnus
The ocean floor is hidden from your viewing lens
A depth perception languished in the night
All my life, I've been sowing the wounds
But the seeds sprout a lachrymal cloud (ooh)
(Niño, preparate) ¡Que vas sufrir!
(Niño, preparate) Salte veneno
(Niño, preparate) Salte de aquí
(Niño, preparate) Labios temblando
(Niño, preparate) Salte veneno
(Niño, preparate) Salte de aquí
(Niño, preparate) Brincan los cuerpos
¡Vas a sufrir!
My, my, my nails peel back
When the taxidermist ruined
Goose stepped the freckling impatience
All the brittle tombs
Five hundred little Q's
I'm splitting hairs to match the faces
Come on now
All night I'll hunt for you
Let me show you what I mean
Sangre sonando
De rabia nací
Now this train don't lie
An abortion that survived
A lineage of bastard mastication
All the severed proof
In Talons scratch my suite
These are the feathers that replace them
Come on now
All night I'll hunt for you
Let me show you what I mean
Sangre sonando
De rabia nací
Who do you trust?
Will they feed us the womb?
Chrome the fetal mirage
Will they feed us the womb?
I found the remnants of a crescent fang
It cleaned my wing down to the bone
Umbilical syllables left to decode
There was no cradle I can taste it
Come on now!
All night I'll hunt for you
Let me show you what I mean
Sangre
Sonando
De rabia nací
Who do you trust?
Will they feed us the womb?
Chrome the fetal mirage
Will they feed us the womb?
Bring me this plague, she took a drink
Those nicotine stains on his every word
My scavenger quilt will only hide the truth
Bring me, bring me this plague
I count the days to find what was left behind
Only these names I clutch will lead me to my home
Somehow this river marks a wrinkle hand in mine
And everyday that parts the water into two
Mothers and feathers start to drown the living proof
I can't remember these lakes of blood
Wrapped in a blanket there sweats a cut
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh
Who do you trust?
Will they feed us the womb?
Chrome the fetal mirage
Will they feed us the womb?
Who do you trust?
Will they feed us the womb?
Chrome the fetal mirage
Will they feed us the womb?
Will they feed us the womb?
A depth perception languished in the night
All my life, I've been sowing the wounds
But the seeds sprout a lachrymal cloud (ooh)
(Niño, preparate) ¡Que vas sufrir!
(Niño, preparate) Salte veneno
(Niño, preparate) Salte de aquí
(Niño, preparate) Labios temblando
(Niño, preparate) Salte veneno
(Niño, preparate) Salte de aquí
(Niño, preparate) Brincan los cuerpos
¡Vas a sufrir!
My, my, my nails peel back
When the taxidermist ruined
Goose stepped the freckling impatience
All the brittle tombs
Five hundred little Q's
I'm splitting hairs to match the faces
Come on now
All night I'll hunt for you
Let me show you what I mean
Sangre sonando
De rabia nací
Now this train don't lie
An abortion that survived
A lineage of bastard mastication
All the severed proof
In Talons scratch my suite
These are the feathers that replace them
Come on now
All night I'll hunt for you
Let me show you what I mean
Sangre sonando
De rabia nací
Who do you trust?
Will they feed us the womb?
Chrome the fetal mirage
Will they feed us the womb?
I found the remnants of a crescent fang
It cleaned my wing down to the bone
Umbilical syllables left to decode
There was no cradle I can taste it
Come on now!
All night I'll hunt for you
Let me show you what I mean
Sangre
Sonando
De rabia nací
Who do you trust?
Will they feed us the womb?
Chrome the fetal mirage
Will they feed us the womb?
Bring me this plague, she took a drink
Those nicotine stains on his every word
My scavenger quilt will only hide the truth
Bring me, bring me this plague
I count the days to find what was left behind
Only these names I clutch will lead me to my home
Somehow this river marks a wrinkle hand in mine
And everyday that parts the water into two
Mothers and feathers start to drown the living proof
I can't remember these lakes of blood
Wrapped in a blanket there sweats a cut
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh
Who do you trust?
Will they feed us the womb?
Chrome the fetal mirage
Will they feed us the womb?
Who do you trust?
Will they feed us the womb?
Chrome the fetal mirage
Will they feed us the womb?
Will they feed us the womb?
Credits
Writer(s): Cedric Bixler, Omar Rodriguez
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Link
Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- Que Dios Te Maldiga Mi Corazon
- Palm Full Of Crux (acoustic)
- Blank Condolences (acoustic)
- The Mars Volta
- Vigil - Single
- Graveyard Love - Single
- Blacklight Shine - Single
- Landscape Tantrums (Unfinished Original Recordings Of De-Loused In The Comatorium)
- Inertiatic ESP (Unfinished Original Recordings Of De-Loused In The Comatorium)
- Noctourniquet
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