Cavalettas Lyrics - The Bedlam In Goliath - Mars Volta

A salty ring of night fatigue 

When I get the sweats 

From your listening 

Primordial cymatics 

Giving birth into reverse 

Serrated mare ephemera 

Undo her mother's curse 

So if you 

Break me a mirror 

Hang the broken pieces 

Of a place that isn't here 

Don't hide that guilty smile 

Condolences 

Won't go away 

The coins you bring 

Left footprints 

Blind thirst 

And Braille liquor 

My bed is stained 

With fractures 

Year after vitiated year 

Four corners you are touching 

They will liberate 

My need 

Bite marks 

In the menagerie 

With infidelic teeth 

Is there something out there 

Waiting to take hold 

When that whore won't answer 

Who is in control? 

And the names you planted 

Drop the seed into a hole 

If you force me often 

I might jump off the board 

I am a deaf con of angora goats 

Warning you all who pass this mote 

It's only a matter of folding in time and space 

Before I become your epidemic 

Is this the first time at my conventicle 

You better not talk 

If you came here for semantics 

It's only a matter of folding in time and space 

Before I become your epidemic 

Don't ignore my presence 

Hidden reads the scrolls 

By the time I asked her 

The earth fell off the tongue 

What once was laughter 

Corrosive I became 

Where a scarlet bruise grows 

Sprout the fault we own 

I am a deaf con of angora goats 

Warning you all who pass this mote 

It's only a matter of folding in time and space 

Before I become your epidemic 

Is this the first time at my conventicle 

You better not talk 

If you came here for semantics 

It's only a matter of folding in time and space 

Before I become your epidemic 

Don't hide your guilty freight 

Condolences won't go away 

You've got that guilty smile 

That culminates in bedlam 

Is the safety that you feel 

From the witness 

Who was kept quiet 

In the wings