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Son Et Lumiere Lyrics
The Mars Volta » De-Loused In The Comatorium » Son Et Lumiere
Clipside of the pinkeye flight
I’m not the percent you think survives
I need sanctuary in the pages of this book
Gestating with all the other rats
Nurse said that my skin will need a graft
I am of pockmarked shapes
The vermin you need to loathe
Aug 12, 2007
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