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The Mars Volta - Frances the Mute Album Lyrics



The Mars Volta - Frances the Mute Lyrics






Cygnus....Vismund Cygnus

A. SARCOPHAGI
B. UMBILICAL SYLLABES
C. FACILIS DESCERNUS AVERNI
D. CON SAFO

The ocean floor is hidden
From your viewing lens
A depth perception
Languished in the night
All my life,I've been
Sowing the wounds
But the seeds sprout
A lachrymal cloud

Nino preparate
Que vas sufrir
Nino preparate
Salte veneno
Nino preparate
Salte de aqui
Nino preparate
Labios temblando
Nino preparate
Salte veneno
Nino preparate
Salte de aqui
Nino preparate
Brincan los cuerpos
Vas a sufrir

My nails peel back
When the taxidermist ruined
Goose stepped the freckling impatience
All the brittle tombs
Five hundred little q's
I'm splitting hairs to
Match the faces

All night I'll hunt for you
Let me show you what I mean
Sangre
Sonando
De rabia naci

Now this train don't lie
An abortion that survived
A lineage of
Bastard mastacation
All the severed proof
Talons scratch my suite
These are the feathers
That replace them

All night I'll hunt for you
Let me show you what I mean
Sangre
Sonando
De rabia nací

Who do you trust
Will they feed us the womb
Chrome the fetal mirage
Will they feed us the womb
I found the remnants
Of a crescent fang
It cleaned my wing
Down to the bone
Umbilical syllables
Left to decode
There was no cradle
I can taste it
Come on now

All night I'll hunt for you
Let me show you what I mean
Sangre
Sonando
De rabia naci

Who do you trust
Will they feed us the womb
Chrome the fetal mirage
Will they feed us the womb
Bring me this plague
She took a drink
Those nicotine stains
On his every word
My scavenger quilt
Will only hide the truth
Bring me
Bring me this plague
I count the days to find
What was left behind
Only these names I clutch
Will lead me to my home
Somehow this river marks
A wrinkle hand in mine
And everyday that parts
The water into two
Mothers and feathers start
To drown the living proof
I can't remember these lakes of blood
Wrapped in a blanket
There sweats a cut
Who do you trust
Will they feed us the womb
Chrome the fetal mirage
Will they feed us the womb
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Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher






The Widow

He's got fasting black lungs
Made of clove splintered shards
They're the kind that will talk
Through a wheezing of coughs

And I hear him
Every night
In every pore
And every time
He just makes me warm

Freeze without an answer
Free from all the shame

Must I hide?
'Cause I'll never
Never sleep alone

Look at how they flock to him
From an isle of open sores
He knows that the taste is such
Such to die for

And I hear him
Every night
On every street
The scales that do slither
Deliver me from

Freeze without an answer
Free from all the shame

Then I'll hide
'Cause I'll never
Never sleep alone

Oh, Lord
Said I'm, said I'm
Said I'm, said I'm bloodshot for sure
Pale runs the ghost
Said I'm
Swollen on the shore
Swollen on the shore

Every night
In every pore
The scales that do slither
Deliver me from

Freeze without an answer
Free from all the shame
Then I'll hide
'Cause I'll never
Never sleep alone

Freeze without an answer
Free from all the shame
Let me die
'Cause I'll never
Never sleep alone
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Writer: Cedric Bixler, Omar Rodriguez
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.






LVia LViaquez

L' Via
Hija de Miranda
Tu Apellido se cambió
L' Via
Sin Ojos me quieres dar
Una historia sin mi madre
Solo tengo que decirte
El dolor de noche dice
Solo se quedo el vestido
Le lave la sangre

L' Via
No dejes de descansar
En la calle caminas
Quien te va a perseguir
L' Via
Te quieren matar
Dientes de Machete
Cabezas de gallo

L' Via
Durmiendo en paz
Abre los ojos
Todo cambiará
L' Via
Soñado de venganza
Y yo te lo juro
Lo van a pagar
Blackmailed, she fell off every mountain
The ones they tightly wrapped in tape
In her eraser sang the guilty
As it made the best mistakes
And with every body that I find
And with every claymore that they mine
I won't forget who I'm looking for
Oh mother help me I'm looking for

L ' Via
Hija de Miranda
Tu apellido se cambió
L' Via
Sin ojos me quieres dar
Una historia sin mi madre
Solo tengo que decirte
El dolor de noche dice
Solo se quedo el vestido
Le lave la sangre

Blackmailed, she fell off every mountain
The ones they tightly wrapped in tape
In her eraser sang the guilty
As it made the best mistakes
And with every body that I find
And with every claymore that they mine
I won't forget who I'm looking for
Oh mother help me I'm looking for
Solo tengo
Una hora
Y me duermo
Terminado
Por veinte y cinco
Años pasaron
Siguen los cuerpos
Aqui temblando
Tome la sangre
Comi el cuerpo
Mis lagrimas
Quiebra el espejo

When all the worms come
Crawlin out of your head
Telling you
Don't you be afraid
When all the worms come
Crawlin out of your head
Telling you
Don't you be afraid

Blackmailed she fell off every mountain
The ones they tightly wrapped in tape
In her eraser sang the guilty
As it made the best mistakes
Shark kites got tangled in the moleskin
Urgent plea of escape
A mouth to mouth on the chalkboard
Written in fingernail distaste
And with every body that I find
And with every claymore that they mine
I won't forget who I'm looking for
Oh mother help me I'm looking for

Blackmailed she fell off every mountain
The ones they tightly wrapped in tape
In her eraser sang the guilty
As it made the best mistakes
And with every body that I find
And with every claymore that they mine
I won't forget who I'm looking for
Oh mother help me I'm looking for
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Writer: CEDRIC BIXLER, OMAR RODRIGUEZ
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC






Miranda That Ghost Just Isnt Holy Anymore

a. VADE MECUM

I've always wanted
To eat glass with you again
But I never knew how
How to talk without
Walls dropping on the eve
The nest they made couldn't break you
Along the fallen
Scowled a fence of beaks
But the temple is scathing
Through your veins
They were scaling
Through an ice pick of abscess reckoning

And when Miranda sang
Everyone turned away
Used to the noose they obey

And whoever said that they would scatter
Separating the mother from child
She can bat a broken eyelid
Raining maggots from its sty
And with the traces that she leaves
She will skin you out alive

All the children go grinding their jaws
The sweet smell of their toothless canals
And the dam she will break,
Make an ocean from this lake
As they siphon off all our blood

And when Miranda sang
Everyone turned away
Used to the noose they obey

And when Miranda sang
Everyone turned away
Used to the noose they obey

And when Miranda sang
Everyone turned away
Used to the noose they obey


b. POUR ANOTHER ICEPICK

I think I've become like one of the others
I think I've become like one of the others
I think I've become like one of the others

There was a frail syrup dripping off
His lap danced lapel, punctuated by her
Decrepit prowl she washed down the hatching
Gizzard soft as a mane of needles
His orifice icicles hemorrhaged
By combing her torso to a pile
Perspired the trophy shelves made room for his collapse
She was a mink hand job in sarcophagus heels

Bring me to my knees
Read the sharpened lines
All my arms,
Bled me blind
Faucet leaks in shadows
Spilling from morgue lancet
Caressed your fontanelle
I've sworn to kill every last one
Every last one
Panic in the shakes of the wounded
Panic in the worms
Onto the floor
And out of your mouth
Out of your eyelids

No there's no light, in the darkest
Of your furthest reaches
No there's no light, in the darkest
Of your furthest reaches

All your dreams, splintered off
Leech by leech on this catafalque
Anyone will tell you, yes anyone
Chance had me setting a trip wire alarm
Your mother flirted with disease
When she skinned that costume by its navel strings
Panic in the shakes of the wounded
Panic in the worms, onto the floor
And out of your mouth
And out of your eyelids

No there's no light, in the darkest
Of your furthest reaches
No there's no light, in the darkest
Of your furthest reaches
No there's no light, in the darkest
Of your furthest reaches

Shock lest shackles free you
Volt face cons
abandon you again
I won't feel not this time

Shock lest shackles free you
Volt face cons
abandon you again
I won't feel not this time


c. PISACIS (PHRA-MEN-MA)

Brick by brick, the night eclipsed
Pricked by cuticle thorns
Dried the sleep on nursery slits
Into 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

If you should see the dice,
Charmed with its snaked choked eyes
You'll wear the widows weeds
Because they're just your size
Behind the snail secretion,
Leaves a dry heave that absorbs
A limbless procreation,
Let the infant crawled deformed
A bag replaced the breath of these suffocating sheets
And now when the craving calls
I'll scratch my itchy teeth

Come on and sing it now...

Sink your teeth into the flesh of midnight,
Night forever more
Sink your teeth into the flesh of midnight,
Night forever more

She fell for the whispers,
Sister flooded deaf tears
That night tore a river,
In her baron womb mirror
And his multiple sons with their mandible tongues
Set crucified fires to petrified homes...
Let it burn

And the owls they were watching
And the owls didn't care
Then the owls came a knocking,
Placenta in their stares
They will feed on all the carnage,
Leftover from the flood
And in the corner of their eyes,
Fled sister L' Via
Sister L' Via

Now the pieces went floating,
Reflecting all at dusk
Conceived from the stabbing,
was Vismund Cygnus

Twenty five wives in the lake tonight...


d. CON SAFO

Twenty five wives in the lake tonight
Raw bark in the water of the marble shrine
Twenty five snakes pour out your eyes
Yeah the icepicks cumming on the marble shrine
Twenty five snakes are drowning
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Writer: Cedric Bixler, Omar Rodriguez
Copyright: Lyrics © MUSIC SALES CORPORATION






Cassandra Gemini

a. TARANTISM

You can't bend your crooked arms or fold your punctured proof
The air is growing cold and there's nothing you can do
Soon there'll be no gauze, inside the confessional
Only rows of crows, defrocking every breath

And one day you'll remember
Behind the melting cones,
I said, one day you'll remember
Behind the melting cones,
You always had a family
In the burial of your home.
In the burial of your home.

Night forever more
Night forever more
Night forever more
Night forever more
Night forever more

And I'll peel back all of my skin
I'll peel back and let it all run
Peel back all of my skin
Peel back and let it all run
Peel back all of my skin


b. PLANT A NAIL IN THE NAVEL STREAM

[Instrumental]


c. FAMINEPULSE

Brick by brick, the night eclipsed
Pricked by the cuticle thorns,
Dried the sleep on nursery slits
Into this life I'm born
Havens 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


d. MULTIPLE SPOUSE WOUNDS

No there's no light,
In the darkest of your furthest reaches
No there's no light,
In the darkest of your furthest reaches
No there's no light,
In the darkest of your furthest reaches
No there's no light,
In the darkest of your furthest reaches

No there's no light, no there's no time
You ain't got nothing, your life was just a lie.
No there's no light, no there's no time
You ain't got nothing, your life was just a lie.


e. SARCOPHAGI

The ocean floor is hidden from your viewing lens
A depth perception languished in the night
All my life, I've been sowing the wounds
But the seeds sprout a lachrymal cloud
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Writer: Cedric Bixler, Omar Rodriguez
Copyright: Lyrics © MUSIC SALES CORPORATION








Frances the Mute is the second studio album by American progressive rock band The Mars Volta released in February 2005 on Gold Standard Laboratories and Universal. Produced by guitarist and songwriter Omar Rodriguez-Lopez, the album incorporates dub, ambient, Latin and jazz influences, and is the first to feature bassist Juan Alderete and percussionist Marcel Rodriguez-Lopez. The album also includes contributions from future saxophonist Adrián Terrazas-González, who joined the band during its subsequent tour.

Frances the Mute made multiple "Best of" lists at the end of 2005.[citation needed] In the Q & Mojo magazine Classic Special Edition Pink Floyd & The Story of Prog Rock, the album came #18 in its list of "40 Cosmic Rock Albums" and was also named as one of Classic Rock magazine's 10 essential progressive rock albums of the decade.
Performed By: The Mars Volta
Genre(s): Progressive rock
Producer(s): Omar Rodríguez-López
Released: February 11th, 2005
Year: 2005

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