The Mars Volta Lyrics
1. Son Et Lumiere
Clipside of the pinkeye flight I'm not the percent you think survives I need sanctuary in the pages of this book Gestating with all the other rats Nurse said that my skin will need a graft I am of pockmarked shapes The vermin you need to loathe
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