The Mars Volta

Formada em 2001 da junção entre At the Drive-In e DeFacto, a banda Texana chama atenção pela improvável e bem sucedida fusão do bom e velho rock progressivo e punk rock com uma pitada de música latina. Produzido por Rick Rubin, o álbum De-Loused in the Comatorium conta, na primeira pessoa, a imaginária história de Cerpin Taxt, antigo amigo da banda viciado em drogas que esteve em coma profundo por vários antes de acordar.




Televators

Just as he hit the ground They lowered a tow that Stuck in his neck to the gills Fragments of sobriquets Riddle me this Three half eaten cornias Who hit the aureole Stalk the ground Stalk the ground
You should have seen The curse that flew right by you. Page of concrete Stained walks crutch in hobbled sway Autodafe A capulary hint of red Only this manupod crescent in shape has escaped.
The house half the way Fell empty with teeth that Split both his lips, mark these words One day this chalk outline Will circle this city Was he robbed of the asphalt That cushioned his face? A room colored charlatan Hid in a safe Stalk the ground Stalk the ground

You should have seen The curse that flew right by you Page of concrete Stain walks crutch in hobbled sway Autodafe A capulary hint of red Only this manupod crescent in shape has escaped
Pull the pins Save your grace Mark these words On his grave Pull the pins Save your grace Mark these words On his grave

You should have seen The curse that flew right by you Page of concrete Stain walks crutch in hobbled sway Autodafe A capulary hint of red Everyone knows the last toes are always the coldest to go