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PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Mars Volta
The Mars Volta
Performer
Omar Rodriguez-Lopez
Omar Rodriguez-Lopez
Guitar
Cedric Bixler-Zavala
Cedric Bixler-Zavala
Vocals
Jon Theodore
Jon Theodore
Drums
Juan Alderete
Juan Alderete
Bass Guitar
Ikey Owens
Ikey Owens
Keyboards
Marcel Rodriguez
Marcel Rodriguez
Percussion
Joel Derouin
Joel Derouin
Violin
Roberto Cani
Roberto Cani
Violin
Mario De Leon
Mario De Leon
Violin
Perer Kent
Perer Kent
Violin
Josefina Vergara
Josefina Vergara
Violin
Larry Corbett
Larry Corbett
Cello
Wayne Bergeron
Wayne Bergeron
Trumpet
William Reichenbach
William Reichenbach
Bass Trombone
Nick Lane
Nick Lane
Trombone
Roger J. Jr. Manning
Roger J. Jr. Manning
Piano
Fernando El De La Morena
Fernando El De La Morena
Violin
Erick Hernandez
Erick Hernandez
Violin
Rosendo D Cassillas
Rosendo D Cassillas
Violin
Ernesto V Molina
Ernesto V Molina
Violin
Salvador Hernandez
Salvador Hernandez
Trumpet
Randy Jones
Randy Jones
Tuba
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cedric Bixler-Zavala
Cedric Bixler-Zavala
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Omar Rodriguez-Lopez
Omar Rodriguez-Lopez
Producer
Andrew Scheps
Andrew Scheps
Recording Engineer
Jonathon DeBaun
Jonathon DeBaun
Recording Engineer
Dave Schiffman
Dave Schiffman
Recording Engineer
Paul Pilsneniks
Paul Pilsneniks
Assistant Recording Engineer
Claudius Mittendorfer
Claudius Mittendorfer
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Rich Costey
Rich Costey
Mixing Engineer
Howie Weinberg
Howie Weinberg
Mastering Engineer
Roger Lian
Roger Lian
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

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 Oh, oh, oh 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 (Oh, oh) Behind the snail secretion Leaves a dry heave that absorbs A limbless procreation Let the infant crawl deformed A bag replace the breath Of these suffocating sheets And now when the craving calls I'll scratch my itchy sheath And soon Come on, if you don't know Come on, if you don't know Come on, if you don't know Sink your teeth into the flesh 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 barren womb mirror And his multiple sons With their mandible tongues Set crucified fires to petrified homes L-L-L-L-L-L-L-Let it burn I want, I want, I want, I want to let it burn (yeah) 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 Conveived from the stabbing Was Vismund Cygnus 25 wives in the lake tonight 25 wives in the lake tonight 25 wives in the lake tonight 25 wives in the lake tonight 25 wives in the lake tonight 25 wives in the lake tonight
Writer(s): Cedric Bixler, Omar Rodriguez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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