Mars Volta (The)

Cassandra Geminni: Faminepulse
Brick by brick, the night eclipsed Pricked by cuticle thorns Dried the sleep on nursery slits Unto this life I'm born Heaven's just a scab away I'd like to see you after just one taste Sink your teeth into the flesh of midnight Night forever more Let them see it has begun The others I've become From Letras Mania