Songtexte Viscera Eyes (Radio Edit) - The Mars Volta

Por cuando te vi enfermo con mentiras
Este ladron cuenta se dio
Trapa mal hecho de trampas te lo juro
Que yo si te mato
Y con cada dia que se pase recuerdate
Quien era el mas poderoso
(For when I saw you sick with lies
This thief, he took notice
Trap poorly made of tricks I swear to you
And with everyday that passes
Remember, Who was the most powerful)
Don′t let me
Don't let me go
There is a venom in numerical eyes
Your convalescent thorns
Upon a crown of maggots
Your father shakes inside that third glass eye
Come on and give it to me
Come on and die
In your viscera eyes
Cut the lights
Close the blinds
Lend me your comfort
Come cry by your side
Aye, mi hijo, no me llores
Porque te qito de esta cruz
Ni agachate vi caminado sin la alma de tu cuerpo
En los brazos sin luz
(Oh my son, don′t cry for me
Because I'll take you off this cross
And don't duck
I saw your body walking in the dark without a soul)
They scalp our children by seven
The border we′re watching
Where the other three now hide
The culprits can′t be seen from a premium of glass
We shudder in this sigil then you carpe diem-tize
Don't let me
Don′t let me go
There is a venom in numerical eyes
Your convalescent thorns
Upon a crown of maggots
Verucca shakes inside that third glass eye
Come on and give it to me
Come on and die
In your viscera eyes
Cut the lights
Close the blinds
Lend me your comfort
Come cry by your side
In your viscera eyes
Cut the lights
Close the blinds
Lend me your comfort
Come cry by your side
Wait! I've seen the ark shake from your pneumonic tongue
But the braile that you weave of itself it shall read aloud
Yes it will
I said, she′s falling, she's still falling
But no one wants to come
She′s crawling, she's still crawling
On your burial ground
Said, she's falling, she′s still falling
But no one wants to come
I said, she′s crawling, she's still crawling
On your burial