Imago in The Mars Volta

My anguish told you
A persistent lie
The parasitic circuits that you push by wheel
Were spoken to me every time

And like a charlatan
You counterfeit the vessels through flesh and time
These packs we keep in secret
Are drinking from a well that was cured by drought

My torment adores you
When my strings are tied
Out of compulsion I must decimate
The sapless embryonic miles

And like a charlatan
You counterfeit the vessels through flesh and time
These packs we keep in secret
Are drinking from a well that was cured by drought

My lives are burrowed voices
Twisted by the handle so they won't let go
These limbs are idle creatures
Extensions of a spirit that has no control
My heart is trapped inside
And I refuse to accept this throne

My night’s unfolding
Reads like a page of test results
This sterile codex
Is missing all my life's resolve

And like a charlatan
You counterfeit the vessels through flesh and time
These packs we keep in secret
Are drinking from a well that was cured by drought