Frances the mute

"Miranda, That Ghost Just Isn't Holy Anymore"
"I’ve always wanted To eat glass with you again But I never knew how How to talk without Walls dropping on the eve The nest they made couldn’t break you Along the fallen Scowled a fence of beaks But the temple is scathing Through your veins They were scaling Through an ice pick of abcess rekoning And when Miranda sang Everyone turned away Used to the noose they obey And whoever said that they would scatter Separating the mother from child She can bat a broken eyelid
Raining maggots from it’s sty And with the traces that she leaves She will skin you out alive All the children go grinding their jaws The sweet smell of their toothless canals And the damn she will break, make an ocean from this lake As they siphon off all of our blood And when Miranda sang Everyone turned away Used to the noose the obey"
I have been listening to Frances the mute an album by The Mars Volta lately and to be honest I'm completely blown away. It has been a long time since I've listened to an album and found myself having to sit quietly for 20 minutes afterwards in a state akin to a post-coital daze. Truly an amazing piece of music. A journey that you won't regret!