Текст песни The Mars Volta - The Malkin Jewel

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I must’ve crawled through your bedroom door in a fit of jealous breath perched upon the Bacchus foot of your unsuspecting bed from the blossom rags of my jackal croon to the stems of the cinquefoil I give to you the shrapnel with which to sprinkle in a soil because all the traps in the cellar go clickety clack because you know I always set them for you all the rats in the cellar form a vermin of steps you know they’re going to take me to you you wash it down with harlot soap well is this what you want I’ll paint your steps with the lilac stains of a smelter revenant my cutlery is rattling in the dormant wooden drawers from the palm of my throne I’m begging you to cut the orchid cord because all the traps in the cellar go clickety clack because you know I always set them for you all the rats in the cellar form a vermin of steps you know they’re going to take me to you I know a girl that was woven in spindle and thread trapped in the bivouac of taffeta scaffolding wed she tosses and turns and wakes all the children in beds yawning with hunger they take turns of nourishment and she says somebody help me is there anybody that can set me free from the mountains of avarice they sent me to you my ankle turns flesh to gravel

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