Tarantism Lyrics - Mars Volta

I think I've become like one of the others 

I think I've become like one of the others 

I think I've become like one of the others 

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 

Shock lest 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 replaced the breath of these suffocating sheets 

And now when the craving calls 

I'll scratch my itchy teeth 

Come on and sing it now 

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 homeslet it burn 

And the owls they were watching 

And the owls didn'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 can't 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, you always had a family 

In the burial of your home. 

I'll peel back all of my skin 

Peel back and let it all run 

Brick by brick, the night eclipsed 

Pricked by the cuticle thorns, dried the sleep 

On nursery slits into this life I'm born 

Havens 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, no there's no time 

You ain't got nothing, your life was just a lie.