The Mars Volta

Miranda That Ghost Just Isnt Holy Anymore

I've always wanted
A#*
To eat glass with you again
But I never knew how, how to talk without
Walls dropping on the eve
The nest they made couldn't break you
A#*
Along the fallen scowled a fence of beaks
But the temple is scathing through your veins They were scaling
Through an ice pick of abscess reckoning
Dm* Gm6
And when Miranda sang
A#m6 Dm*
Everyone turned away
Dm* A#m6 F6
Used to the noose they obey
And whoever said that they would scatter
A#*
Separating the mother from child
She can bat a broken eyelid raining maggots from it's sty
And with the traces that she leaves she will skin you out alive
All the children go grinding their jaws
A#*
The sweet smell of their toothless canals
And the damn she will break, make an ocean from this lake
As they siphon off all our blood
Dm* Gm6
And when Miranda sang
A#m6 Dm*
Everyone turned away
Dm* A#m6 F6
Used to the noose the obey