Released on June 24, 2003

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[Verse 1]

Just as he hit

The ground

They lowered a tow that

Stuck in his neck to the gills

Fragments of sobriquets

Riddle me this

Three half eaten corneas

Who hit the aureole

Stalk the ground

Stalk the ground


[Chorus]

You should have seen

The curse that flew right by you

Page of concrete

Stained walks crutch in hobbled sway

Auto-da-fé

A capillary hint of red

Only this manupod

Crescent in shape has escaped


[Verse 2]

The house half the way

Fell empty with teeth

That split both his lips

Mark these words

One day this chalk outline will circle this city

Was he robbed of the asphalt that cushioned his face?

A room colored charlatan

Hid in a safe

Stalk the ground

Stalk the ground


[Chorus]

You should have seen

The curse that flew right by you

Page of concrete

Stain walks crutch in hobbled sway

Auto-da-fé

A capillary hint of red

Only this manupod

Crescent in shape has escaped


[Bridge]

Pull the pins, save your grace

Mark these words on his grave

Pull the pins, save your grace

Mark these words on his grave

Pull the pins, save your grace

Mark these words on his grave


[Chorus]

You should have seen

The curse that flew right by you

Page of concrete

Stain walks crutch in hobbled sway

Auto-da-fé

A capillary hint of red

Everyone knows the last toes are

Always the coldest to go