Halo of Nembutals - The Mars Volta

When the earth lets you go, when the verdict is vermin

By the fork in my tongue, when you run out of sermon

When sooner or later is still not enough

What a foul little temptress your daughter’s become

Deviate all by means in name

Cause we all crawl in quicksand the same

Deviate by all means in name

Cause we all crawl in quicksand the same

The night, I begged you to come to me

The limp in your talk and the scent of your bleed

And still I’m not willing to let you go

You covered your wounds in a bandage of sloth

The deeper the slur that rang from her laugh

And something tells me to keep it together

How could you turn your back on me?

I’ve summoned the stampede of infidel feet

For all I ever wanted is all you ever flaunted

Deviate by all means in name

Cause we all crawl in quicksand the same

Deviate by all means in name

Cause we all crawl in quicksand the same

Vanished to 5th dementia

Cables of ringworms have hung themselves

Of this I ate, communion shaped

Serpent rays in prism tail rainbows escape

They sent in the necrophiliacs

Carcinogen tar turns to smoldering asp

Of this I ate, communion shaped

Serpent rays in prism tail rainbows escape

Read it from bottomless palindromes

Hear my request to be disowned

Of this I ate, communion shaped

Serpent rays in prism tail rainbows escape

Deviate by all means in name

Cause we all crawl in quicksand the same

Deviate by all means in name

Cause we all crawl in quicksand the same