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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



Тексты песен The Mars Volta

Текст песни "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
Sewing the wounds
But the seeds sprout
A lachrymal cloud
Nino preparate
Que vas sufrir
Nino preparate
Salte veneno
Nino preparate
Salte de aqui
Nino preparate
Labios temblando
Nino preparate
Salte veneno
Nino preparate
Salte de aqui
Nino preparate
Brincan los cuerpos
Vas a sufrir
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
All night long I'll hunt for you
Let me show you what I mean
Sangre
Sonando
De rabia naci
Now this train don't lie
An abortion that survived
A lineage of
Bastard mastacation
All the severed proof
Talons scratch my suite
These are the feathers
That replace them
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 naci
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
Who do you trust
Will they feed us the womb
Chrome the fetal mirage

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