Eriatarka (Unfinished Original Recordings Of De-Loused In The Comatorium) The Mars Volta

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[Verse 1]
And there are those who
Hadn't found the speaking so wrong
Is it wrong?
Of Pavlov lore
So they ran rampant through the floors, is this wrong?
Feels so wrong
Happened on a respirating [bed?]
Muzzled they spent, is it gone?
Is it gone?

[Pre-Chorus]
Strung the slang of a gallows bird
Rationed a dead letter pure
Oh, oh

[Chorus]
Track-marked amoeba lands craft, cartwheel of scratches
Dress the tapeworm as pet
Tentacles smirk please, flinched the cocooned meat
Infra-recon forget

[Verse 2]
Now therе are those who find
Comfort in the bleeding wrong
Is it wrong?
It housеs the watchful eyes
They're panting in a pattern in droves
Are they gone?
And there are those who
Hadn't found the speaking so wrong
Is it wrong?