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• Artiste: Mars Volta
• Titre: Viscera Eyes
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Por cuando 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 recuerdate Quien era el mas poderoso Don't let me Don't let me go There is a venom in numerical eyes Your convalescent thorns Upon a crown of maggots Your father shakes inside that third glass eye Come on and give it to me Come on and die In your viscera eyes Cut the lights Close the blinds Lend me your comfort Come cry by your side Ay, mi hijo, no me llores Porque te quito de esta cruz Ni agachate ve caminado sin la alma de tu cuerpo En los brazos sin luz They scalp our children by seven The border we're watching Where the other three now hide The culprits can't be seen from a premium of glass We shudder in this sigil then you carpe diem-tize Don't let me Don't let me go There is a venom in numerical eyes Your convalescent thorns Upon a crown of maggots Verucca shakes inside that third glass eye Come on and give it to me Come on and die In your viscera eyes Cut the lights Close the blinds Lend me your comfort Come cry by your side In your viscera eyes Cut the lights Close the blinds Lend me your comfort Come cry by your side Wait! I've seen the ark shake from your pneumonic tongue But the braile 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 Said, 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 (gracias a Omar por esta letra)