In Absentia - The Mars Volta

There was once a boy

With knives stuck in his voice

All he wanted, all he wanted was a little affection

Until one day he caved

Into his mother’s taste

All she wanted, all she wanted was to spread her infection

He spins her spindle weaving fuse

Burning fumes of lucid youth to mend

Her broken flesh

They’ve stolen all my love

Buried in absentia rose

Can you hear my vitreous heart

Breaking in absentia rose

Smokestack burning

Eidolon turning

I won’t ever let you go

They’ve stolen all my love

Yes, they’ve stolen all my love

He brings her the bait

She makes him her pet

Does he want some

Does he want a little insurrection?

With oneiric gaze

In somatic days

Ocular incision tell me I’m the reason

I’ve just gotta get out of here

He spins her spindle weaving fuse

Burning fumes of lucid youth to mend

Her useless flesh

They’ve stolen all my love

Buried in absentia rose

Can you hear my vitreous heart

Breaking in absentia rose

Smokestack burning

Eidolon turning

I won’t ever let you go

They’ve stolen all my love

Yes, they’ve stolen all my love

Taken by the night

Divagate remembrance

Check the puzzle, does it fit?

I am alpha and omega

And on the seventh day I rise

Past the pangs of my resistance

When the son gives up his throne

What becomes of this theft

Dasehra, make these shackles go away

Dasehra, make these shackles go away

Dasehra, won’t you help me stand my ground if I should fall

Dasehra, as long as I am injured

Dasehra as long as I remember

Dasehra, as long as I am injured

Dasehra, as long as I remember

Dasehra, as long as I am injured

Dasehra, as long as I remember

Dasehra, as long as I am injured