Cicatriz Esp - The Mars Volta

Do you recall it’s name?

As it suggested beck and call

This face and heel

Will drag your halo through the mud

Ash of Pompei

Erupted in a statues dust

Shrouded in veils

Because these handcuffs hurt too much

Still scalping these ticketless applause

and when they drag the lake

theres nothing left at all…

Sutured contusion

Beyond the anthills of the dawning of this plague

Said, «I've lost my way»

Even if this cul-de-sac would pay

To reach inside a vault

Whatever be the cost

Sterling clear blackened ice

and when they drag the lake

Theres nothing left at all…

I’ve defected…

Sutured contusion

Beyond the anthills of the dawning of this plague

Said, «I've lost my way»

Even if this cul-de-sac would pay

To reach inside a vault

Whatever be the cost

Sterling clear blackened ice

and when they drag the lake

Theres nothing left at all…

I’ve defected…

Beyond the anthills of the dawning of this plague

Said, «I've lost my way»

even if this cul-de-sac did pay

beyond the anthills of

beyond the anthills of

said ive lost my way

even if you

even if you

even if you

who reached inside a vault

whatever be the cost

sterling clear blackened ice

and when they drag the lake

there’s nothing left at all

I’ve defected…

Drag your vessel

Punch your clock in

I’ve defected…