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Day of the Baphomets

アーティスト:The Mars Volta  アルバム:The Bedlam In Goliath 

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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 Rush 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 got a prayer that'll make you theirs now Beneath sepultures 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 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


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