Cicatriz ESP by Mars Volta, The

Do you recall its name
As it suggested beck and call
This face and heel
Will drag your halo through the mud
Ash of Pompeii
Erupting in a statues dust
Shrouded in veils
Because these handcuffs hurt too much

Still scalping these ticketless applause
And when they drag the lake there's nothing left at all

Sutured contusion
Beyond the anthills of the dawning of the plague
Said I've lost my way
Even if this cul-de-sac did pay
To reach inside a vault whatever be the cost

Sterling clear
Blackened ice

And when they drag the lake there's nothing left at all

I've defected
I've defected
I've defected
I've defected

Sutured contusion
Beyond the anthills of the dawning of the plague
Said I've lost my way
Even if this cul-de-sac did pay
To reach inside a vault whatever be the cost

Sterling clear
Blackened ice

And when they drag the lake there's nothing left at all

I've defected
I've defected
I've defected
I've defected

Beyond the anthills of the dawning of the plague
Said I've lost my way
Even if this cul-de-sac did pay
Beyond the anthills of
Beyond the anthills of
Said I've lost my way
Even if you
Even if you
Even if you who reach inside a vault whatever be the cost

Sterling clear
Blackened ice

And when they drag the lake there's nothing left at all

I've defected
I've defected
I've defected
I've defected