Amputechture lyrics

Don't you pretend
That I'm not alive
My bones never ache
Unless she's nearby
Where is your face
In a safe of dead tongues
I can see your reflection
In your totem first born
I suspect
You've been carrying a pack of wolves
I regret
Not killing you while I had the chance

Maybe I will always haunt you
Mark the somnolence with truth
Better hang your dead palace

Tell me it's over, Rusbel awaits I've been to the surface
And nothing is there, Eyelids sank muffled
In the nerve aura sound, But when she awakes
Will she still be with us?

My heart is darkclots, Leap year is late
How did you get here, Ask all but the bail
From a Christ that went hissing
Constricting his cells
We summon by candle by book and by bell

Glossolalia coats my skin

There with them is error
We are sacrosanct
A taunting of ravens to you
My swarms have fit the holster
My faith burnt every house
Like no other manger
I am emptier with doubt

Bare them
Sevens
Three to a pall
Marks the
Venom
Lush and terminal

When I became your larvae
You fed me from your plates
Now my slouch is nervous
Sinking by the face
Wrinkled by this gravel

amputechture came
philistine praise
bottomless pit of empty names
incarcerated habits pour from the palms
severing the beast
nursing all the young

they needed those locks
of dirty red hair
a necklace of follicles with sabertooth monocles
they want a bouquet of black rose gems
castrating kisses stalactite stems
they went and built a capsule in the cyanide pond

Enfermo llegué
y para componerme ando de vago
No me des tu obediencia
por que te enseño mi cuerpo de lobo
a donde la piel estuvo debil
con una hambre que no me deja cantar

En mi vida,
el oscuro me mantiene
cuando yo te vi
en la lluvia me prometistes tu sangre

Yo no me quedo en mi vida
el oscuro me mantiene
cuando yo te vi
en la lluvia me prometistes tu sangre

por quando te vi enfermo con mentiras
este ladron cuenta se dio
trapa mal hecho de trampas te lo juro
que yo si te mato
y con cada dia que se pase requerdate
quien era el mas poderoso

don't let me, don't let me go
there is a venom in numerical lies
your convalescent thorns
are but a crown of magnets
they fold the shakes inside that third glass eye
come on and give it to me

sawing off the pavement
repenting their past lives
might i be the only payment left
to be left behind
clay and pigment footsteps
rust it boiling clean
our bull let in linguistics
that only we can breathe

i gotta prayer that'll make you theirs now
beneath sepulchers
raise your entrails as an offer

fondling with pitchforks
in a cattle prodded sea
signaling the sedatives

i've been drinking black mirror again
the closer we part
i needed to touch your lips
with the nail in my heart
the night that you caught me
my coffin did walk
i fell at your mercy
i fell in your grave
meccamputechture
that stands in my way
the younger i stay
an elderly child
the longer the mirror gives birth
to the death i file

if you consume me i will not let you go