the mars volta – imago

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imago

my anguish told you
a persistent lie

the parasitic psychics that you push by wheel
were spoken to me everytime

and like a charlatan
you counterfeit the vessels through flesh and time

these pacts we keep in secret
drinking from a well that was cured by drought

my torment adores you
when my strings are tied

out of compulsion i must decimate
the sapless embryonic miles

and like a charlatan
you counterfeit the vessels through flesh and time

these pacts we keep in secret
drinking from a well that was cured by drought

my knives are burrowed voices
glistened by the handles so they won’t let go

these limbs are out of reaches
extensions of a spirit that is not controlled

my heart is trapped inside
and i refuse to accept this throne

my night’s unfolding
reads like a page of test results

this sterile codex
is missing all my last resolve

and like a charlatan
you counterfeit the vessels through flesh and time

these pacts we keep in secret
drinking from a well that was cured by drought