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The Mars Volta - Day Of The Baphomets Lyrics

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  • Sawing off the pavement
  • Repenting their past lives
  • Might I be the only payment left
  • To be left behind
  • Clay and pigment footsteps
  • Rust it boiling clean
  • Our bull let in linguistics
  • That only we can breathe
  • I gotta prayer that'll make you theirs now
  • Beneath sepulchers
  • Raise your entrails as an offer
  • Fondling with pitchforks
  • In a cattle prodded sea
  • Signaling the sedatives
  • To emaciate their queen
  • Bowing in constriction
  • Anytime you leave
  • We snuffed ourselves an angel
  • And cut her by the wings
  • I gotta prayer that'll make you theirs now
  • Beneath sepulchers
  • Raise your entrails as an offer
  • In my sight I was born
  • To bring death at the footsteps of your home
  • Tonight
  • I have sewn
  • All the hair and crooked nails
  • That you all have worn
  • While your wife
  • Sits at home
  • I plant the vermin
  • Because she needs it so
  • How long must we fold by hand
  • The nuns are burning wheels again
  • Dent of mattress to make it bare
  • Come clean with the anecdote
  • After all we came undone
  • Pale of sluts with host at fault
  • One day we won't pay your debt
  • Our centipedes will get theirs yet
  • Poachers in your home
  • Poachers in your home
  • How long must we fold by hand
  • The nuns are burning wheels again
  • Dent of mattress to make it bare
  • Come clean with the anecdote
  • After all we came undone
  • Pale of sluts with host at fault
  • One day we won't pay your debt
  • Our centipedes will get theirs yet
  • Fold the river by the lips
  • As a cruel and smothered wind
  • Fits the gash with ornaments
  • Dawn is nodding off again
  • Raised the braille to read it clear
  • Gathered by the cholera
  • Rinse the burns in cauldrons
  • Help the palm we see a lens
  • My hands secrete a monument
  • My hands secrete a monument
  • I am the reason
  • Four your missing child
  • They might be home
  • But there's no trace
  • Under your pillow
  • I have left a spine
  • Oh the things we do
  • When you're away
  • I saw the message
  • That you wrote in the sand
  • Dismembered hints that carve away
  • The anesthetic of your gospel said
  • Put a muzzle on the lamb
  • Give me one page
  • Give me one page
  • Make it blank
  • Mace that I leak
  • Will rain
  • Give me one page
  • Give me one page
  • Make it blank
  • Race I inflict
  • Your way
  • Maybe one day you'll stop and realize
  • The throne that you serve is dead
  • Give me a plague
  • Give me a plague
  • Make it blank
  • Nothing you own is safe

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