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Day of the Baphomets - the Mars Volta

Journal Entry: Sat Feb 10, 2007, 8:17 AM
Sawing off the pavement
Repenting their past lives
Might I be the only pain that's left to be left behind?
Clay and pygmy footsteps
Rusted, boil it clean
A bullet in linguistics
That only we can breathe

Now, I got a prayer that'll make you theirs now
Beneath sepulchres
Raise your entrails as an offer
Now, I got a prayer that'll make you theirs now
Beneath sepulchres
Raise your entrails as an offer

Following with pitchforks
In a cattle prodded theme
Signaling the sedative
To emaciate the queen
Bowing in constriction
Any time you leave
We've slipped ourselves in angels
In catabata leaves

Now, I got a prayer that'll make you theirs now
Beneath sepulchres
Raise your entrails as an offer
Now, I got a prayer that'll make you theirs now
Beneath sepulchres
Raise your entrails as an offer

In my sign I was born
To bring death at the footsteps of your home
Tonight I have sown
All the hair and crooked nails
That you all have worn
While your white sense of hope
I plant the vermin
Just who makes it so?

How long must we fold our hands?
Our guts are burning wheels again
Get a match that will make you thin
Come clean with the antidote
After all we came undone
A pair of sluts with hosts that fall
One day we will pay your debt
Our centipedes will pick the dead

Poachers in your home

How long must we fold our hands?
Our guts are burning wheels again
Get a match that will make you thin
Come clean with the antidote
After all we came undone
A pair of sluts with hosts that fall
One day we will pay your debt
Our centipedes will pick the dead

Follow every bottle out
And the cruelest smut, smut you know
It's the gash that autumn knows
Daughters lying at the door
Raise the body
Breathe your clear air
Everybody will call aloud
Everybody calls aloud
Everybody sing aloud

My hands secrete a monument

I am the reason
For your missing child
He might be home
But there's no trace
Under your pillow
I have left a spine
All the things we do
When you're away
I saw the message
That you wrote in the sand
Dismembered heads that come away
The anaesthetic of your gospel sin
Put a muzzle on the lamb
Put a muzzle on the lamb

Give me one page
Give me one page
Make it blank
Mix it, a leak will rain
Give me one page
Give me one page
Make it blank
We shall inflict your way

Maybe one day you'll stop and realize
All that you serveis dead
Give me your plate
Give me your plate
Make it break
Nothing you hold is safe

How long must we fold our hands?
Our guts are burning wheels again
Get a match that will make you thin
Come clean with the antidote
After all we came undone
A pair of sluts with hosts that fall
One day we will pay your debt
Our centipedes will pick the dead

Poachers in your home

closer... day by day

Journal Entry: Fri Feb 24, 2006, 12:15 PM
You let me violate you
You let me desecrate you
You let me penetrate you
You let me complicate you
Help me...I broke apart my insides
Help me...I got no soul to sell
Help me..the only thing that works for me
Help me get away from myself

I wanna fuck you like an animal
I wanna feel you from the inside
I wanna fuck you like an animal
My whole existence is flawed
You get me closer to God

You can have my isolation...
You can have the hate that it brings
You can have my absence of faith...
You can have my everything

Help me...tear down my reason
Help me...it's your sex I can smell
Help me...you make me perfect
Help me think I'm somebody else

I wanna fuck you like an animal
I wanna feel you from the inside
I wanna fuck you like an animal
My whole existence is flawed
You get me closer to God

Through every forest
Above the trees
Within my stomach
Scraped off my knees
I drink the honey...inside your hive
You are the reason...I stay alive...

basic lyrics for a looong long life...

Journal Entry: Fri Apr 8, 2005, 11:34 AM
We'll be singing when we're winning
We'll be singing

""""I get knocked down but I get up again
You're never gonna keep me down"""""

(Repeat)
Pissing the night away
Pissing the night away
He drinks a whiskey drink
He drinks a vodka drink
He drinks a lager drink
He drinks a cider drink
He sings the songs that remind him of the good times
He sings the songs that remind him of the better times
Oh, Danny Boy, Danny Boy, Danny Boy

""""I get knocked down but I get up again
You're never gonna keep me down""""

(Repeat)
Pissing the night away
Pissing the night away
He drinks a whiskey drink
He drinks a vodka drink
He drinks a lager drink
He drinks a cider drink
He sings the songs that remind him of the good times
He sings the songs that remind him of the better times
Don't cry for me, next door neighbor

""""I get knocked down but I get up again
You're never gonna keep me down""""

(Repeat)

chumbawamba-tubthumpin'

olive me

Journal Entry: Sun Apr 3, 2005, 7:24 AM
all of me
why not take all
cant you see
im no good without you?
take these arms
i want to lose them
take these lips
i'll never use them
your goodbye
left me with eyes
how can i go on dear without you?
your took the best
so why not take the rest
why not take all of me?

all of me
why not take all of me ?
cant you see
i'm no good without you?
take these arms
i want to lose them
take these lips
ill never use them
your goodbye
left me with eyes that cried
how can i go on dear without?
you took the part
that once was my heart
why not take all of me...

(frank sinatra song, covered by nofx)
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