Texty písní The Mars Volta De-Loused in the Comatorium Son et Lumière

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Clipside of the pinkeye sight
I'm not the percent you think survives
I need sanctuary in the pages of this book
Gestating with all the other rats
Nurse said that my skin will need a graft
I am of pockmarked shapes
The vermin you need to loathe
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