The Mars Volta
vicarious atonement
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Don't you pretend
That Iâm 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
Than have a living home to lose
In the river Ganges god damns my name
Don't let these hands
Sharpen your eyes
A rasp of tails
- Álbum:
- B-Sides
- Noctourniquet
- Octahedron
- The Bedlam in Goliath
- Amputechture
- Frances The Mute
- De-Loused in the Comatorium
- Miscellaneous
- Tremulant (EP)
- Compilation
- 2005-06-04: Hollywood, CA, USA
- 2005-04-22: RIMAC Arena, San Diego, CA, USA
- 2006-01-27: Enmore Theatre, Sydney, NSW, Australia
- 2006-08-07: The Catalyst, Santa Cruz, CA, USA
- 2008-01-09: Higher Ground Ballroom, South Burlington, VT,...
- 2008-01-30: Bren Center UC, Irvine, CA, USA
- 2009-06-18: ICA, London, UK
- Inertiatic ESP
- Goliath
- Goliath (3 Track)