「METATRON」の歌詞 Mars Volta

maybe i'll breakdown
maybe i'll try
circumvent inoculation
and i just want a cut
when will i breakdown
lately i might
un-connect the fascination
and i just want to touch

this is a list
they're my demands
forget the question
come on bring
your nervous hands
you read it in my letter
'patience worth is dead'
suffocate the inkwell
I am legion said the pen
her seraph snout
and cruciform limp
I blame the shrouding
of a lesser man
my sigil contraptions
they walk with
no crutches
don't show me
the hinges
I am absent

she came to me
when she was
pouring out of drool
under sedation
under vulgar multitudes
if you stay and try
to fix what you did
the sheets were wet from
all those messages
a million petitions
her lock with no key
you forfeit the right to be believed
full implant
shapeless as a jewel
and I am stranded by eternal solitude

the vault that i call home
It falls beneath your palms
before I crawl my way out she calls
when you're standing

right outside my window
water thirsting
you're standing right outside my window
water thirsting
when will I drown

I'll never get a distant shot
heard vessper pure
I never want to see your face
until the word is made flesh
you'd better ask metatron
those flowers that
withered away
in the pages of your book
for one day they won't
block your route

In the dead plot
you dream in
ten go away, ten born
of pray, ten go away

folding wormholes
my time is riding
in the alphabet
folding wormholes
my time is writing
on the wall

debase by your
sentence
I fell in the trap
what door slid
behind me
I can't see it anymore
when she sleeps
as a witness
got no better hands
tied a single stutter
do you speak my dialect
accidents will happen
keep your earnings to yourself
one sip under the table
until it moves all by itself
eye of fatima
I've kept all your dreams
in a waking solution
of indictment