Molochwalker - The Mars Volta

The world is burned, it never hurts

shanks round the bend when you’re foaming at the binge

On your serrated edge, you’re like a snail that sticks

The hiss I make is warning to the scoundrel

When you walk the plank, tell me what you see

Moloch in the time of mutiny

When you walk the plank, tell me what you see

Moloch in the time of mutiny

When the body wants to fix this frame

the guilty presence starts to villicate

Fall into the strangle, skip around the neck

this albatross is warning with extreme prejudice

When you walk the plank, tell me what you see

Moloch in the time of mutiny

When you walk the plank, tell me what you see

Moloch in the time of mutiny

When you walk the plank, tell me what you see

Moloch in the time of mutiny

When you walk the plank, tell me what you see

Moloch in the time of mutiny

Half of the time

I’m never clean

Filth of my filth

can’t get no relief

Half of the time

I see the weak

Don’t roll your eyes

and still you can’t see

All of my coins

you’ve taken and gave

Filled 'til you’re bawling

and still you’re empty

What’s that satchel of numbers doing?

Can’t my fingers tell extinction?