Lyrics The Mars Volta

The Mars Volta

Viscera Eyes

Por quando te vi enfermo con mentiras

Este ladron cuenta se dio

Trapa mal hecho de trampas te lo juro

Que yo si te mato

Y con cada dia que se pase requerdate

Quien era el mas poderoso

Don't let me, don't let me go

There is a venom in numerical lies

Your convalescent thorns

Are but a crown of magnets

They fold the shakes inside that third glass eye

Come on and give it to me

Come on and die

In your viscera eyes

Cateracts close the blinds

Let me let comfort come drown by your side

Hay mi hija no me llores

Porque yo te quito de esta cruz

A noche te vi caminando sin la alma de tu cuerpo

En los brasos sin luz

Stains fall into the brick wall severed

Four of them were watching

While the other three did hide

The culprit spat the seed from a podium of glass

Shattering the sigil that you thought was deitized

Don't let me, don't let me go

There is a venom in numerical lies

Your convalescent thorns

Are but a crown of maggots

They rot the shakes inside that third glass eye

Come on and give it to me

Come on and die

In your viscera eyes

Cateracts close the blinds

Let me let comfort come drown by your side

In your viscera eyes

Cateracts close the blinds

Let me let comfort come drown by your side

Wait

I've seen the arc shake from your mnemonic tongue

But the braille that you weave of itself, it shall read aloud

Yes it will

I said, she's falling, she's still falling

But no one wants to come

She's crawling, she's still crawling

On your burial ground

She's falling, she's still falling

But no one wants to come

I said, she's crawling, she's still crawling

On your burial ground