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Cicatriz - 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 Pompeii

Erupting in a statues dust

Shrouded in veils

Because these handcuffs hurt to much

Still scalpeing these ticketless applause

And when they drag the lake there is 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

blackend ice

when they drag the lake there's nothing left at all

I've defected

sutuerd contusion

beyond the anthills of the dawning of this plague

said I've lost my way

even if this cul de sac did pay

to reach inside a vault whatever be the cost

sterling clear

blackend ice

when they drag the lake there's 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 I've lost my way

even if you, even if you, even if you reach inside a vault whatever be the cost

sterling clear

blackend ice

when they drag the lake there's nothing left at all

(this is my last insicion

the stitches have defected

drag me a vessel

coveting all you know see and hear

this is my last incision

the stitches have fallen off

Sterling clear blackened ice

And when they drag they lake ther'es nothing left at all)

I've defected