Texty: Mars Volta. The Bedlam In Goliath. Askepios.

I?ll be there waiting
With a hook in your neck
Is the contact you?ve made
Deficient
And your hand will break
If you touch this fence
Please them till they?re
Blind with cleft lens
What have you brought for my appetite?
I?ll never perish
With the albino horns
Of a thousand young born
Will you drink from the depths of my sea?
And your hand will break
If you touch this fence
Please them till they?re
Blind with cleft lens
What have you brought for my appetite?

I might not make it back again
The vervain is on the rise
Got to open wide
You got to open wide
Might of a serpent
Swallowing tail
Cycle recycled
And I?m next to nothing
Help me come alive
Place your ring finger
On this debt
Am I living or am I dead?
Do what thou wilt
Tell them what I?ve found
The steps of a ladder
From a diamondback mouth
Help me come alive
I aint gonna hold my breath