by The Mars Volta on album Miscellaneous

The Mars Volta Miscellaneous Son Et Lumiere & Inertiatic ESP Clipside of the pinkeye flight I'm not the percent you think survives I need sanctuary in the pages of this book Gestating with all t

by Mars Volta on album Miscellaneous

Mars Volta Miscellaneous The Widow (I'll Never Sleep Alone) He's got fasting black lungs Made of clove splintered shardes They're the kind that will talk Through a weezing of coughs And I he

by The Mars Volta on album The Bedlam in Goliath

The Mars Volta The Bedlam in Goliath Ouroboros It appears to me Quoting alarms The guillotine smirks In your house I smothered Sight unseen Sworn to harm Ground to a powder And soaked through t

by Mars Volta on album De-loused in the Comatorium

Mars Volta De-loused in the Comatorium Eria tarka And there are those who Hadn't found the speaking so wrong Is it wrong Of Pavlov lore They ran rampant through the floors Is this wrong Fe

by Ameritz Digital Karaoke on album The Widow (In the Style of the Mars Volta) [Karaoke Version]

by All Star Karaoke on album The Widow (In The Style of Mars Volta) [Karaoke]

by All Star Karaoke on album The Widow (In The Style of Mars Volta) [Karaoke]

by The Mars Volta on album Amputechture

Amputechture came Philistine praise Bottomless pit of empty names Incarcerated habits poured from the palms Severing the breast Nursing all the young Beneath those locks Of dirty red hair A necklace

by The Mars Volta on album Amputechture

Amputechture came Philistine praise Bottomless pit of empty names Incarcerated habits poured from the palms Severing the breast Nursing all the young Beneath those locks Of dirty red hair A necklace

by The Mars Volta on album Amputechture

Amputechture came Philistine praise Bottomless pit of empty names Incarcerated habits poured from the palms Severing the breast Nursing all the young Beneath those locks Of dirty red hair A necklace

by The Mars Volta on album Amputechture

Amputechture came Philistine praise Bottomless pit of empty names Incarcerated habits poured from the palms Severing the breast Nursing all the young Beneath those locks Of dirty red hair A necklace

by The Mars Volta on album Amputechture

Amputechture came Philistine praise Bottomless pit of empty names Incarcerated habits poured from the palms Severing the breast Nursing all the young Beneath those locks Of dirty red hair A necklace

by The Mars Volta on album 2008-01-09: Higher Ground Ballroom, South Burlington, VT, USA

Amputechture came Philistine praise Bottomless pit of empty names Incarcerated habits poured from the palms Severing the breast Nursing all the young Beneath those locks Of dirty red hair A necklace

by The Mars Volta on album Amputechture

I've been drinking black mirror again The closer we part I needed to touch your lips With the nail in my heart The night that you caught me My coffin did walk I fell at your mercy I fell in your grave

by The Mars Volta on album Amputechture

I've been drinking mirror again The closer we part I needed to touch your lips With the nail in my heart The night that you caught me My coffin did walk I fell at your mercy I fell in your grave Mecca

by The Mars Volta on album Amputechture

I've been drinking mirror again The closer we part I needed to touch your lips With the nail in my heart The night that you caught me My coffin did walk I fell at your mercy I fell in your grave Mecca

by The Mars Volta on album Amputechture

I've been drinking mirror again The closer we part I needed to touch your lips With the nail in my heart The night that you caught me My coffin did walk I fell at your mercy I fell in your grave Mecca

by The Mars Volta on album Amputechture

I've been drinking mirror again The closer we part I needed to touch your lips With the nail in my heart The night that you caught me My coffin did walk I fell at your mercy I fell in your grave Mecca

by The Mars Volta on album Amputechture

Enfermo llegue Y para componerme ando de vago No me des tu obediencia Por que te enseno mi cuerpo de lodo En donde la piel estuvo debil Con una hambre que no me deja cantar En mi vida, El oscuro me m

by Mars Volta on album Octahedron

With qualms that I speak of the wrists I have cut By flooding the tubs where the warmth held below The lockets believe that the secret of love Has caught its own tail and it just won't give up