The Mars Volta

A salty ring of night fatigue
When I get the sweats
From your listening
Primordial cymatics
Giving birth into reverse
Serated mare ephemera
Undo her mother???s curse
So if you
Break me a mirror
Hang the broken pieces
Of a place that isn???t here
Don???t hide that guilty smile
Condolences
Won???t go away
The coins you bring
Left footprints
Blind thirst
And Braille liquor
My bed is stained
With fractures
Year after vitiated year
Four corners you are touching
They will liberate
My need
Bite marks
In the menagerie
With infidelic teeth
Is there something out there
Waiting to take hold
When that whore won???t answer
Who is in control?
And the names you planted
Drop the seed into a hole
If you force me often
I might jump off the board