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ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
The Mars Volta
The Mars Volta
Исполнитель
Omar Rodriguez-Lopez
Omar Rodriguez-Lopez
Гитара
Cedric Bixler-Zavala
Cedric Bixler-Zavala
Вокал
Jon Theodore
Jon Theodore
Барабаны
Juan Alderete
Juan Alderete
Бас-гитара
Ikey Owens
Ikey Owens
Клавишные инструменты
Joel Derouin
Joel Derouin
Скрипка
Roberto Cani
Roberto Cani
Скрипка
Mario De Leon
Mario De Leon
Скрипка
Perer Kent
Perer Kent
Скрипка
Josefina Vergara
Josefina Vergara
Скрипка
Larry Corbett
Larry Corbett
Виолончель
Roger J. Jr. Manning
Roger J. Jr. Manning
Фортепиано
Fernando El De La Morena
Fernando El De La Morena
Скрипка
Erick Hernandez
Erick Hernandez
Скрипка
Rosendo D Cassillas
Rosendo D Cassillas
Скрипка
Ernesto V Molina
Ernesto V Molina
Скрипка
Salvador Hernandez
Salvador Hernandez
Труба
Randy Jones
Randy Jones
Туба
Omar Rodriguez
Omar Rodriguez
Ударные инструменты
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Omar Rodriguez-Lopez
Omar Rodriguez-Lopez
Композитор
Cedric Bixler-Zavala
Cedric Bixler-Zavala
Автор песен
Bixler Cedric
Bixler Cedric
Композитор
Omar Rodriguez
Omar Rodriguez
Композитор
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Omar Rodriguez-Lopez
Omar Rodriguez-Lopez
Продюсер
Andrew Scheps
Andrew Scheps
Инженер звукозаписи
Jonathon DeBaun
Jonathon DeBaun
Инженер звукозаписи
Dave Schiffman
Dave Schiffman
Инженер звукозаписи
Paul Pilsneniks
Paul Pilsneniks
Ассистент инженера звукозаписи
Claudius Mittendorfer
Claudius Mittendorfer
Ассистент миксинг-инженера
Rich Costey
Rich Costey
Миксинг-инженер
Howie Weinberg
Howie Weinberg
Мастеринг-инженер
Roger Lian
Roger Lian
Мастеринг-инженер

Слова

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 (ooh)
(Niño, preparate) ¡Que vas sufrir!
(Niño, preparate) Salte veneno
(Niño, preparate) Salte de aquí
(Niño, preparate) Labios temblando
(Niño, preparate) Salte veneno
(Niño, preparate) Salte de aquí
(Niño, preparate) Brincan los cuerpos
¡Vas a sufrir!
My, my, 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
Come on now
All night I'll hunt for you
Let me show you what I mean
Sangre sonando
De rabia nací
Now this train don't lie
An abortion that survived
A lineage of bastard mastication
All the severed proof
In Talons scratch my suite
These are the feathers that replace them
Come on now
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 nací
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
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh
Who do you trust?
Will they feed us the womb?
Chrome the fetal mirage
Will they feed us the womb?
Who do you trust?
Will they feed us the womb?
Chrome the fetal mirage
Will they feed us the womb?
Will they feed us the womb?
Written by: Cedric Bixler, Cedric Bixler-Zavala, Omar Rodriguez, Omar Rodriguez-Lopez
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