Through your veins They were scaling Through an ice pick of abcess rekoning And when Miranda sang Everyone turned away Used to the noose they obey And whoever said that
Twenty five wives in the lake tonight Raw bark in the water of the marble shrine Twenty five snakes pour out your eyes Yeah the icepicks coming on the
blood And when Miranda sang Everyone turned away Used to the noose they obey And when Miranda sang Everyone turned away Used to the noose they obey And when Miranda
furthest reaches Shock lest shackles free you Volt face cons abandon you again I won't feel not this time Shock lest shackles free you Volt face cons abandon you again I won't
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Traduction: Les Mars Volta. Miranda, que Ghost n'est tout simplement pas Saint Anymore.