| Song | Day Of The Baphomets |
| Artist | The Mars Volta |
| Album | Amputechture |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
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| Sawing off the pavement | |
| Repenting their past lives | |
| Might I be the only payment left | |
| To be left behind | |
| Clay and pigment footsteps | |
| Rush it boiling clean | |
| Our bull let in linguistics | |
| That only we can breathe | |
| I gotta prayer that'll make you theirs now | |
| Beneath sepulchers | |
| Raise your entrails as an offer | |
| Fondling with pitchforks | |
| In a cattle prodded sea | |
| Signaling the sedatives | |
| To emaciate their quee[...] | |
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| zuo qu : BixlerZavala, Mars Volta ... | |
| Sawing off the pavement | |
| Repenting their past lives | |
| Might I be the only payment left | |
| To be left behind | |
| Clay and pigment footsteps | |
| Rush it boiling clean | |
| Our bull let in linguistics | |
| That only we can breathe | |
| I gotta prayer that' ll make you theirs now | |
| Beneath sepulchers | |
| Raise your entrails as an offer | |
| Fondling with pitchforks | |
| In a cattle prodded sea | |
| Signaling the sedatives | |
| To emaciate their quee... | |
| Unfortunately, we are not licensed to display the full lyrics for this song at the moment. Hopefully we will be able to in the future. Until then, how about a | |
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| zuò qǔ : BixlerZavala, Mars Volta ... | |
| Sawing off the pavement | |
| Repenting their past lives | |
| Might I be the only payment left | |
| To be left behind | |
| Clay and pigment footsteps | |
| Rush it boiling clean | |
| Our bull let in linguistics | |
| That only we can breathe | |
| I gotta prayer that' ll make you theirs now | |
| Beneath sepulchers | |
| Raise your entrails as an offer | |
| Fondling with pitchforks | |
| In a cattle prodded sea | |
| Signaling the sedatives | |
| To emaciate their quee... | |
| Unfortunately, we are not licensed to display the full lyrics for this song at the moment. Hopefully we will be able to in the future. Until then, how about a | |
| random page | |
| ? | |
| I want to edit metadata |