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The Mars Volta
The Mars Volta


Информация
Откуда El Paso, Texas, United States
Жанры Progressive Rock
Experimental Rock
Psychedelic Rock
Hard Rock
Art Rock
Jazz Fusion
Post-Hardcore
Годы 2001—н.в.
Лейблы Universal
Gold Standard Laboratories
См. также Racer X
De Facto
Big Sir
Vato Negro
Сайт Website
Состав
Omar Rodríguez-López
Marcel Rodríguez-López
Cedric Bixler-Zavala
Isaiah "Ikey" Owens
Juan Alderete
Deantoni Parks
Бывшие участники
Eva Gardner
Jeremy Michael Ward
Jon Theodore
Blake Fleming
Ralph Jasso
Jason Lader
Linda Good
Adrián Terrazas-González
Paul Hinojos
Thomas Pridgen
Dave Elitch



Альбом The Mars Volta


Tremulant EP (02.04.2002)
02.04.2002
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Neonecropopulace has no reflection
Neocaeczaristic phallic ruins
Just east of the rival denial the techs are breathing
Welcome to this neotokyo Gridlocks will warn the chromlech alarm
Bouquet of cuticles
Landscape tantrums
Tramontane torching the tramontane
I've heard the mumbling of citadels shifting on the richter scale The alleys
will flow
Marble intercourse
Roil the pantheon of subterfuge
Tramontane torching the tramontane
This marabout isn't untouchable
Indentured by servitude
Neoinfidels - Let's plug them in
Neopolygraphic, trip chords
Centrocircuiphobia the fallacy
Welcome to neotokyo

Tore the wings off seraphin,
fed them to the anglophiles
In this stag cabaret
the bark of buildings surged
through the whipping volt adobe.


. . .



In denial
Who will come clean all the ravenous debris
In disguise
Sideswiped by penance cerecloth sentencing
This scapegrace will pay my barking harangue
Are you listening?
On the 14th you stole what hasn't grown old In denial
File this under a bridge that he can't leave
Will those shadows glare
From that blank-rimmed stare
In a vacancy hush

Aunque me dejaste ahogando en el mar
Aquestete in la tierra
De la realidad de tusueno
Manos me recuerdo
Solamente a ti te odio
Yo ya me voy

In denial
Who will clean up all this ravenouse debris
In denial
File this under a bridge that he can't leave

And the storyville sawbones couldn't fill
The prescription to mend
All the broken wills in the white lie ward
Don't you pretend

Tangled in thorns
To walk unborn


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The Al Sirat hides behind a wardrobe of eunuchs
Seconds collide with the padisha scandal
The cauldrons have eyes by way of racket and vice
A brothel's bedpan filled with demimonde lice
Dethroned by the comatorium
De-loused in the comatorium
The Al Sirat hides behind a wardrobe of eunuchs
Seconds collide with the padisha scandal
Tribunals installed now that the provoste has been de-frocked
The labefaction is venal
My how these tricks turn themselves
In the wake of the inquisition limbless
Answers inoculated
I've caught mono bobbing for barbed wire

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