Amputechture came, philistine praise
Bottomless pit of empty names
Incarcerated habits poured from the palms
Severing the breast, dancing on his arms
Beneath those locks of dirty red hair
A necklace of follicles with saber tooth monocles
They want a bouquet of black rose gems
Cascading kisses stalactite stems
They went and built a capsule in the cyanide pond
Where the holiest of water would have you to drown
Tomorrow we forget
'Cause now has never left
You gotta find my body
In the mechacontext
You give me a corpse, you live in it now
You're stir from a camp nourishment plows
(Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
You give me a corpse, you live in it now
You're stir from a camp nourishment plows
(Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
Please dismantle
All these phantom limbs
It's the evidence
Of humans as ornaments
Humans as ornaments
Humans as ornaments
Humans as ornaments
Everyone stabs all the time
Persuasion deflowers your sympathy
Everybody has chosen to help
The shovels that bury me
This dirt
Is turning Christ to make repent again
So I've heard
They're cutting all the youngest ones
Said this dirt
Is turning Christ to make repent his lust
So I've heard
That the puppet tugs its pull
Please dismantle
All these phantom limbs
It's the evidence
Of humans as ornaments
Humans as ornaments
Humans as ornaments
Humans as ornaments
Everyone stabs all the time
Persuasion deflowers your sympathy
Everybody has chosen to help
The shovels that bury me
Nova meat
The prude slit whispers of bovine heaps
Strapped to unearth of mantis flowers
Prunefingers who tug in a zealot's shroud
I will scald supreme truth
As it touches this house
I will scald supreme truth
Please dismantle
All these phantom limbs
It's the evidence
Of humans as ornaments
Humans as ornaments
Humans as ornaments
Humans as ornaments
I will scald supreme truth as it touches this house
I will scald supreme truth as it touches this house
Everyone stabs all the time
Persuasion deflowers your sympathy
Everybody has choosen to help
The shovels that bury
Everyone stabs all the time
Persuasion deflowers your sympathy
Everybody has choosen to help
The shovels that bury
It lacks a human pulse
It lacks a human pulse
It lacks a human pulse
It lacks a human pulse
It lacks a human pulse
It lacks a human pulse
It lacks a human pulse, don't know for sure now
It lacks a human pulse, don't know for sure now
It lacks a human pulse, ah, ah, ah
Bottomless pit of empty names
Incarcerated habits poured from the palms
Severing the breast, dancing on his arms
Beneath those locks of dirty red hair
A necklace of follicles with saber tooth monocles
They want a bouquet of black rose gems
Cascading kisses stalactite stems
They went and built a capsule in the cyanide pond
Where the holiest of water would have you to drown
Tomorrow we forget
'Cause now has never left
You gotta find my body
In the mechacontext
You give me a corpse, you live in it now
You're stir from a camp nourishment plows
(Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
You give me a corpse, you live in it now
You're stir from a camp nourishment plows
(Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
Please dismantle
All these phantom limbs
It's the evidence
Of humans as ornaments
Humans as ornaments
Humans as ornaments
Humans as ornaments
Everyone stabs all the time
Persuasion deflowers your sympathy
Everybody has chosen to help
The shovels that bury me
This dirt
Is turning Christ to make repent again
So I've heard
They're cutting all the youngest ones
Said this dirt
Is turning Christ to make repent his lust
So I've heard
That the puppet tugs its pull
Please dismantle
All these phantom limbs
It's the evidence
Of humans as ornaments
Humans as ornaments
Humans as ornaments
Humans as ornaments
Everyone stabs all the time
Persuasion deflowers your sympathy
Everybody has chosen to help
The shovels that bury me
Nova meat
The prude slit whispers of bovine heaps
Strapped to unearth of mantis flowers
Prunefingers who tug in a zealot's shroud
I will scald supreme truth
As it touches this house
I will scald supreme truth
Please dismantle
All these phantom limbs
It's the evidence
Of humans as ornaments
Humans as ornaments
Humans as ornaments
Humans as ornaments
I will scald supreme truth as it touches this house
I will scald supreme truth as it touches this house
Everyone stabs all the time
Persuasion deflowers your sympathy
Everybody has choosen to help
The shovels that bury
Everyone stabs all the time
Persuasion deflowers your sympathy
Everybody has choosen to help
The shovels that bury
It lacks a human pulse
It lacks a human pulse
It lacks a human pulse
It lacks a human pulse
It lacks a human pulse
It lacks a human pulse
It lacks a human pulse, don't know for sure now
It lacks a human pulse, don't know for sure now
It lacks a human pulse, ah, ah, ah
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Uhh, as another side note, I'm pretty sure that the Mars Volta website says to check wikipedia, so this entire discussion can be completely ignored. As for the song, people can have personal meanings if they really want to, but the only people that will ever completely and utterly understand the lyrics to any song the way they are intended to be understood are the writers themselves. Unless I hear a description from either Cedric himself, or someone who works with the band and knows what they're talking about, then I'm not very prone to care. This website shouldn't be used to argue about what something means when it means an entirely different thing to each person. As for the discussion of the other albums, it should already be a common known fact to any TRUE follower of The Mars Volta that Bedlam in Goliath, Frances the Mute, and De-loused in the Comatorium are all concept albums and do have very specific meanings, meanings that are simply clouded by the genius metaphors that Cedric employs. Amputechture is the first (and likely only) non-concept full-length album that The Mars Volta has or ever will make. To discuss the exact meaning of a song that everyone can perceive differently is a waste of time. On the other hand, discussing the meaning of songs like Goliath, Metatron, Roulette Dares (The Haunt Of), Take the Veil Cerpin Taxt, and such, is something worth doing , but only if you actually have a clue what you're talking about, and not making random guesses based on what a song means to you. That's not to say you shouldn't post what a song means to you, because doing so is a good way to express opinions and possibly open up a new understanding for someone else. The problem is when people attempt to disprove and opinion. "This is true. This is false. This is that way. This is not that way." Those arguments are a complete waste of time unless something really is that way, or something really is false. That said, everyone can hopefully shut up unless they've got something productive to the discussion.
BTW, Johnny Goodness, I highly doubt you've ever even listened to Frances the Mute, or any other Mars Volta album in it's entirety. In other words, you're a fag.
Well said, eyevan.vega. Thank you.
@eyevan.vega You are the shovel burying the real meaning of the song. It is clear. Mecca - ampu- techture is a critique to the islamic power schemes. Every single sentence tells that.<br /> The approach to intertextuality, something you clearly know NOTHING about, being blinded by your excessive deviation and political correctness, does not rely on reading minds of writers. It is a matter of knowing the ideas, mannerisms and words of the era the art is inserted. <br /> There is nothing more dishonest than wasting hundreds of words in text that says NOTHING, such as yours. Enough said.
so far the best song on the album. sounds like early MV. except for that little rap at the very beginning. but i still love it
i love this song, fav TMV song ever so damn dancy!
i think what cedric repeats at the end is "it lacks a human pulse," nevertheless this song is damn awesome
"It lacks a human pulse"****
Amputechture is the effect of losing something. In this case, that something is Jesus. Because of it, churches rose, religious systems were built, and false ideas were inflicted upon people. For one, women lost much of their dignity because of the bible, a male-dominating story. Severing the breast. Any god or superior being is a philistine, a force against any other intelect or artistic abilities other than itself. Satan was the one who tempted the humans to learn, something so evil, something so creative. Wittiness is a bad thing nowadays. We are ornaments on God's arms, nimble and close to falling off, losing faith, as he amputates his own arm. Amputechture. Amputee. God amputates the arm we live on, leaving us humans behind. The holiest of water would destroy Satan, one who could offer the humans things they could only dream of.
Lachymal Cloud, thinkin' too much into it there buddy
Well, Cedric has said that the listener could interpret his lyrics better than he could himself. If that's so, then he's probably on to something.
No, this was a good interpretation. The one I liked the most so far.<br /> But I still think there are a much deeper meaning, as usual.<br /> <br /> I would say Lachrymal Cloudon walked about half the way.
Where do you people get these crazy fucking ideas about what these songs "really mean"
The Mars Volta is great, but not every song they made was about abortion or some stupid shit you thought that it meant
hey i know it's hard to understand what theyre are saying for some people but they are at least contributing their thoughts so other people have something to start with. and besides Cedric uses speculative fiction and verbosity so he uses a lot of unnecessary words to describe something.
Johnny, every song they write is about something. It's hard to understand is the problem, so there are tons of different things people think... The first cd is fairly explained with their book [which is hard as hell to sit down and read i might add] and the third is discussed on forums. So far every cd has a story, now we have a new one to find out about :D
Actually, Amputechture is the first Mars Volta album not to be in the form of a long narrative. The songs don't have anything to do with each other, unlike all their other albums
johnny: you're retarded
the whole frances the mute album was about a girl who was born as a result of rape and lived her life as a prostitute, to ultimately get hung on the gallows while everybody watched(in a nutshell).
there are plenty of fetal references as well as abortion/prostitution references on frances the mute.