The Mars Volta

When the chants have cycled
How can I go wrong?
There will be no eye for adain
If your apples have gone, gone, gone, gone
I need a brand new skin
Incarnated debts
Incarcerated when the deeds are left to purchase
If you could see where I've been
You'd touch the hand that's touching sin
Entity ingredient
A mass of blackened scapes begins
Cypher is filled
With a blanket of clots
Taking everything I've got
Please let me in, in, in
I need a brand new skin
Incarnated debts
Incarcerated when the deeds are left to purchase
If you could see where I've been
You'd touch the hand that's touching sin
Entity ingredient
A mass of blackened scapes begins
Follow me tonight