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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Tony Hajjar
Batterie
Omar Rodriguez-Lopez
Guitare
Cedric Bixler-Zavala
Voix principales
Jim Ward
Chant
Paul Hinojos
Basse
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Cedric Bixler-Zavala
Paroles/Composition
Jim Ward
Paroles/Composition
Omar Rodriguez-Lopez
Paroles/Composition
Paul Hinojos
Paroles/Composition
Tony Hajjar
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Ross Robinson
Production
Kevin Bosley
Assistance d’ingénierie
Andy Wallace
Ingénierie de mixage
Chuck Johnson
Ingénierie
Eddy Schreyer
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Zak Girdis
Assistance d’ingénierie
Paroles
Intravenously polite, it was the walkie-talkies
That had knocked the pins down
As their shoes gripped the dirt floor in the silhouette of dying
Dancing on the corpses' ashes
Yeah, they had plans for him
They has spun the last of the pimps
Polyester, satin nailed jewelry lips
While the guillotine just laughed again
Dancing on the corpses' ashes
And the paramedics fell into the wound
Like a rehired scab at a barehanded plant
An anesthetic penance beneath the hail of contraband
Dancing on the corpses' ashes
On my way, nails broke and fell
Into the wishing well, wishing well, wishing well (wishing well)
On my way, nails broke and fell
Into the wishing well, wishing well, wishing well (wishing well)
They had defected and been excommunicated
And all the pulses were subverted
And they made sure that the obituaries showed pictures of smoke stacks
Dancing on the corpses' ashes
A vivid dissection that mocked the strut of vivisection
A semiautomatic colony
And a silencing that still walks the streets
Dancing on the corpses' ashes
In the company of wolves was a stretcher
Made of cobblestone curfews
And the federales performed their custodial customs quite well
Dancing on the corpses' ashes
On my way, nails broke and fell
Into the wishing well, wishing well, wishing well (wishing well)
On my way, nails broke and fell
Into the wishing well, wishing well, wishing well (wishing well)
On my way, nails broke and fell
Into the wishing well, wishing well, wishing well (wishing well)
On my way, nails broke and fell
Into the wishing well, wishing well, wishing well (wishing well)
Intravenously polite, it was the walkie-talkies
That had knocked the pins down
As their shoes lay dangling on the dirt floor in the silhouette of dying
Dancing on the corpses' ashes
Yeah, they had plans for him
They has spun the last of the pimps
Polyester, satin nailed jewelry lips
While the guillotine just laughed again
Dancing on the corpses' ashes
And the paramedics have fallen into the wound
Like a rehired scab at a barehanded plant
An anesthetic penance beneath the hail of contraband
Dancing on the corpses' ashes
On my way, nails broke and fell
Into the wishing well, wishing well, wishing well (wishing well)
On my way, nails broke and fell
Into the wishing well, wishing well, wishing well (wishing well)
On my way, nails broke and fell
Into the wishing well, wishing well, wishing well (wishing well)
On my way
Dancing on the corpses' ashes
Dancing on the corpses' ashes
Callous heels numbed in travel
Endless maps made by their scalpels, scalpels
Callous heels numbed in travel
Endless maps made by their scalpels, scalpels
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Writer(s): Cedric Bixler, Tony Hajjar, Pablo Hinojos, Omar Rodriguez, Jim Ward
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