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Meccamputechture

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

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Amputechture came Philistine praise Bottomless pit Of empty names Incarcerated habits Pour from the palms Severing the breast Nursing all the young They needed those locks of dirty red hair A Necklace of follicles With sabertooth monocles They want a bouquet of black rose gems Castrating kisses Stalactite stems They went and built a capsule In the cyanide pond Where the holiest of water Would have you to drown Tomorrow we forget Because now has never left You gotta find my body In the metacontext You give me a corpse You live in it now You stir from a camp Nourishment plows Please dismantle All these phantom limbs It's the evidence Of humans as ornaments Everyone stabs all the time Persuasion deflowers your sympathy Everybody has chosen to help The shovels that bury me The dirt is turning Christ To make repent again So I've heard They're cutting All the youngest ones Said this dirt is turning Christ To make repent his lust


投稿者: PetitLyrics
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