Interpret:

Mars Volta, The

Album:

De-loused in the Comatorium

You must have been phlegmatic in stature
The gates of thanos are a spread eagle wide
You let the shutters make sackcloth and ashes
Out of a blind mans picaresque heart


You take the veil
You'll take the dive
You take the veil


It's not over till the tremulant sings
These ides of march
Are they so make believe
How tempts the revenant
Slice up and not across


You take the veil
You'll take the dive
You take the veil


A mass of gallon sloth
As flys have walls for feet
A rapturous verbatim, someone said but who is to know
And when you find the fringe
The one last hit that spent you
You'll find the ossuary spilling by the day


The iconoclastic had it coming for years
They know the prisons that you have yet to fear
Where thumbs hide inside of sleepingbag mouths
Adlib your memoires by casting a drought


You take the veil
You'll take the dive
You take the veil


A mass of gallon sloth
As flys have walls for feet
A rapturous verbatim-someone said but who is to know
And when you find the fringe
The one last hit that spent you
You'll find the ossuary spilling by the day


Knife me in -hobbeling
Talking in it's sleep again
Knife me in-hobbeling
Talking in it's sleep again


The one last hit that spent you
And you will find
The greatest fucking lie
Of aneurysm vespers
The ones that pile
Up the greatest fucking lies


Knife me in hobbling
Talking in it's sleep again
Knife me in hobbling
Talking in It's sleep again


Virulent hives- of bedpost piles
Virulent hives


Who brought me here
Forsaken, depraved and wrought with fear
Who turned it off
The last thing I remember now
Who brought me here
Forsaken, depraved and wrought with fear
Who turned it off
The last thing I remember now
Who brought me here