Metatron Lyrics - The Bedlam In Goliath - Mars Volta

Maybe I'll breakdown 

Maybe I'll try 

Circumvent inoculation 

And I just want a cut 

When will I breakdown 

Lately I might 

Unconnect the fascination 

And I just want to touch 

This is a list 

They're my demands 

Forget the question 

Come on bring 

Your nervous hands 

You read it in my letter 

Patience worth is dead 

Suffocate the inkwell 

I am legion said the pen 

Her seraph snout 

And cruciform limp 

I blame the shrouding 

Of a lesser man 

My sigil contraptions 

They work with 

No crutches 

Don't show me 

The hinges 

I am absent 

She came to me 

When she was 

Pouring out of drool 

Under sedation 

Under vulgar multitudes 

If you stay and try 

To fix what you did 

The sheets were wet from 

All those messages 

A million petitions 

Her lock with no key 

You forfeit the right to be believed 

Full implant 

Shapeless as a jewel 

And I am stranded by eternal solitude 

The vault that I call home 

It falls beneath your palms 

Before I crawl my out she calls 

When you're standing 

Right outside my window 

Water thirsting 

You're standing 

Right outside my window 

When will I drown 

I'll never get a distance shot 

Heard vesper pure 

I never want to see your face 

Until the word is made flesh 

You'd better ask Metatron 

Those flowers that withered away 

In the pages of your book 

For one day 

They won't block your route 

In the dead plot 

You dream in 

Ten go away 

Ten born of pray 

Ten go away 

Folding wormholes 

My time is riding 

In the alphabet 

My time is 

Writing on the wall 

Debase by your sentence 

I fell in the trap 

What door slid behind me 

I can't see it anymore 

When she sleeps as a witness 

Got no better hands 

Tied a single stutter 

Do you speak my dialect 

Accidents will happen 

Keep your earnings to yourself 

One sip under the table 

Until it moves all by itself 

Eye of Fatima 

I've kept all your dreams 

In a waking isolation 

Of indictment