The Mars Volta Son Et Lumière Lyrics

Clipside of the pinkeye flight,
I'm not the percent you think survives,
I need sanctuary in the pages of this book.

Gestating with all the other rats,
Nurse said that my skin will need a graft.
I am of pockmarked shapes,
The vermin you need to loathe.

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