The Mars Volta
Vermicide
[Verse 1]
There with them is error, we are sacrosanct
A taunting of ravens to you
My swarms have fit the holster, my faith burnt every house
Like no other manger, I am emptier with doubt

[Chorus]
Bare them sevens three to a pall
Marks the venom lush and terminal
Bare them sevens three to a pall
Marks the venom lush and terminal

[Verse 2]
When I became a larva, you fed me from your plates
Now my slouch is nervous, sinkin' by the face
Wrinkled by this gravel, skinless trace of time
Wear your cobwebs proudly in your cheap and brittle sight
My glands emit this carnage, these pews bend back your knees
That uniform, it wears you when the ultimatum pleads

[Chorus]
Bare them sevens three to a pall
Marks the venom lush and terminal
Bare them sevens three to a pall
Marks the venom lush and terminal
[Verse 3]
That cesspool, it becomes you just north of the eyebrows
Squat the hole for a pucker when the rations go blonde
The salted stitch is patient, waitin' to engulf
There's plasma from this hoax pretendin' to be us

[Bridge]
Embalming all the fluids, I must, I must
I prefer to burn them, I must, I must
Embalming all the fluids, I must, I must
I prefer to burn them, I must, I must

[Chorus]
Bare them sevens three to a pall
Marks the venom lush and terminal
Bare them sevens three to a pall
Marks the venom lush and terminal