Cygnus....Vismund Cygnus

by The Mars Volta

Guitar Pro Tab  |  v5.10  |  Posted on Feb. 20, 2012, 5:02 p.m. ← Back

Guitar Pro Tab Summary

Album

Frances The Mute

Song Author

Cedric Bixler-Zavala

Tabbed by

unknown

Instruments

1st → voice
2nd → guitar 2
3rd → guitar 1
4th → strings
5th → bass
6th → drums 1
7th → keys
8th → drums 2

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Lyrics

the oc-ean floor is hid-den from your view-ing lens a depth per-cep-tion lan-guished in the night all my life ive been sew- ing the wounds but the seeds sprout a lach-ry-mal cloud que vas a su-frir sal-te ven-en-no sal-te de aqui lab-ios tem-blan-do sal-te ven-en-no sal-te de aqui brin-can los cuer-pos vas-as a su-frir my my my nails peel back when the tax-i-der-mist ru-ined goose stepped the freck-e-ling im-pa- tience all the britt-le tombs five hun-dred litt-le q's i'm split-ing hairs to match the fac-es come on now all night i'll hunt for you let me show you what i mean san-gre son-an-do de rab-ia na-ci now this trail don't lie an a-bor-tion that survived a lin-e-age of bas-tard mas-tic-ca- tion all the sev-ered proof tal-ons scratch my suit these are the feath-ers that re-place them come on now all night i'll hunt for you let me show you what i mean san-gre son-an-do de rab-ia na-ci who do you trust? will they feed us to the womb? chrome the fe-tal mi-rage will they feed us to the womb? yeah i found the rem-nants of a cres-cent fang it cleaned my wing down to the bone um-bil-i-cal syll-a-bles left to de-code there was no cra-dle i can taste it come on now all night i'll hunt for you let me show you what i mean san-gre son-an-do de rab-ia na-ci who do you trust? will they feed us to the womb? chrome the fe-tal mi-rage will they feed us to the womb? yeah bring me this plague she took a drink those ni-co-tine stains on his ev- ery word my sca-ven-ger quilt will on-ly hide the truth bring me bring me this plague i count the days to find what was left be-hind on-ly these names i clutch will lead me to my home some how this riv-er marks a wrin-kle hand in mine and ev-ery day that parts the wa-ter in-to two mo-thers and fea-thers start to drown the li-ving proof i can't re-mem- ber these lakes of blood wrapped in a blan- ket there sweats a cut ooh yeah ooh yeah ooh yeah ooh yeah ohh ohh who do you trust? will they feed us to the womb? chrome the fe-tal mi-rage will they feed us to the womb? who do you trust? will they feed us to the womb? chrome the fe-tal mi-rage will they feed us to the womb? will they feed us to the womb?