Cicatriz Esp Lyrics - De-loused In The Comatorium - 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 

Scalping these ticketless applause 

And when they drag the lake there is nothing left at all 

Seutured contusion 

Beyond the ant hills 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 

Seutuerd contusion 

Beyond the ant hills 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 ant hills of the dawning of this plague 

Said I've lost my way 

Even if this cul de sac did pay 

Beyond the ant hills of said I've lost my way 

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 there's nothing left at all 

I've defected