The Mars Volta

In denial
Who will come clean all the ravenous debris
In disguise
Sideswiped by penance cerecloth sentencing
This scapegrace will pay my barking harangue
Are you listening?
On the 14th you stole what hasn't grown old
In denial
File this under a bridge that he can't leave
Will those shadows glare
From that blank-rimmed stare
In a vacancy hush
Anque me dejaste ahogando en el mar
Aquestete in la tierra
De la realidad de tusueno
Manos me recuerdo