Mars Volta (The)

Cassandra Geminni: Faminepulse
Brick by brick, the night eclipsed
Pricked by cuticle thorns
Dried the sleep on nursery slits
Unto this life I'm born

Heaven's just a scab away
I'd like to see you after just one taste

Sink your teeth into the flesh of midnight
Night forever more
Let them see it has begun
The others I've become

From Paroles Mania