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Miranda That Ghost Just Isn't Holy Anymore: Pour Another Icepick Lyrics - Frances The Mute - Mars Volta

I think I've become one of them 

I think I've become one of them 

I think I've become one of them 

 

There was a frail syrup dripping off 

His lap danced lapel, punctuated by her 

Decrepit prowl she washed down the hatching 

Gizzard soft as a mane of needles 

His orifice icicles hemorrhaged 

By combing her torso to a pile 

Perspired the trophy shelves made room for his collapse 

She was a mink handjob in sarcophagus heels 

 

Bring me to my knees 

Read the sharpened lines 

All my arms 

Bled me blind 

 

Faucet leaks in shadows 

Spilling from morgue lancet 

Caressed your fontanelle 

 

I've sworn to kill 

Every last one 

Every last one 

 

Panic in the shakes of the wounded 

Panic in the worms 

Onto the floor 

And out of your mouth 

Out of your eyelids 

 

No there's no light 

In the darkest of your furthest reaches 

No there's no light 

In the darkest of your furthest reaches 

 

All your dreams 

Splintered off 

Leech by leech 

On this catafalque 

 

Anyone will tell you 

Yes anyone 

Chance had me setting a trip wire alarm 

 

Your mother flirted with disease 

When she skinned that costume by it's navel strings 

 

Panic in the shakes of the wounded 

Panic in the worms 

Onto the floor 

And out of your mouth 

Out of your eyelids 

 

No there's no light 

In the darkest of your furthest reaches 

No there's no light 

In the darkest of your furthest reaches 

No there's no light 

In the darkest of your furthest reaches 

No there's no light 

In the darkest of your furthest reaches 

 

Shockless shackles free you 

Fools taste tongues 

I better leave you again, 

I won't be owned 

Not this time 

 

Shockless shackles free you 

Volt face cons 

Abandon you again 

I won't feel not this time 

 

Brick by brick 

The night eclipsed 

Pricked by cuticle thorns 

Dried the sleep 

On nursery slits 

Into this life I'm born 

 

Heaven's just a scab away 

I'd like to see you after just one taste 

 

Sink your teeth into the flesh of midnight 

Night forever more 

Let them see it has begun 

The others I've become 

 

If you should see the dice 

Charmed with it's snaked choked eyes 

You'll wear the widows weeds 

Because they're just your size 

 

Behind the snail secretion 

Leaves a dry heave that absorbs 

A limbless procreation 

Let the infant crawled deformed 

 

A bag replace the breath 

Of these suffocating sheets 

And now when the craving calls 

I'll scratch my itchy teeth 

 

And soon 

Come on 

If you don't know... 

Come on 

If you dont know 

 

Sink your teeth into 

The flesh of midnight 

Night forever more 

Sink your teeth into 

The flesh of midnight 

Night forever more 

 

She fell for the whispers 

Sister flooded deaf tears 

That night tore a river 

In her baron womb mirror 

 

And his multiple sons 

With their mandible tongues 

Set crucified fires to petrified homes 

Let it burn 

 

And the owls they were watching 

And the owls did't care 

Then the owls came a knocking 

Placenta in their stares 

 

They will feed on all the carnage 

Leftover from the flood 

And in the corner of their eyes 

Fled sister L'Via 

 

Now the pieces went floating 

Reflecting all at dusk 

Conceived from the stabbing 

Was Vismund Cygnus 

 

Twenty five wives in the lake tonight 

Raw bark in the water of the marble shrine 

Twenty five snakes pour out your eyes 

Yeah the icepicks cumming on the marble shrine 

Twenty five snakes are drowning 

 

You cant bend your crooked arms 

Or fold your punctured proof 

The air is growing cold 

And there's nothing you can do 

 

Soon there'll be no gauze 

Inside the confessional 

Only rows of crows 

Defrocking every breath 

 

And one day you'll remember 

Behind the melting cones 

I said one day you'll remember 

Behind the melting cones 

You've already had a family 

In the burial of your home 

 

Not forevermore 

 

And I peel back all of my skin 

Peel it back let it all run 

 

Brick by brick 

The night eclipsed 

Pricked by cuticle thorns 

Dried the sleep 

On nursery slits 

Into this life I'm born 

 

Heaven's just a scab away 

I'd like to see you after just one taste 

 

Sink your teeth into the flesh of midnight 

Night forever more 

Let them see it has begun 

The others I've become 

 

No there's no light 

In the darkest of your furthest reaches 

No there's no light 

In the darkest of your furthest reaches 

No there's no light 

In the darkest of your furthest reaches 

No there's no light 

In the darkest of your furthest reaches 

 

No there's no light 

No there's no time 

You ain't got nothing 

Your life was just a lie 

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