Circle Takes the Square - Disclaimer To The Self [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

The demons swallowed treasures
Replaced hymns with evil deeds
Scribed in chicken scratch compositions
In the black halls beneath this filthy city
Laced with shit, this love affair all black hearts
And tragic heights

Keep on listening
To our sanguine symphony
We'll keep conducting
The color of midnight
When the muse whispers
Her forked tongue lulls me to sleep

You must be mistaken my darling
This is not the prelude to a kiss
This is obsession
Void of aesthetics
Lacking compassion
A disclaimer to the self
You sought your god in the tempest
Of self severed strings hammered out in the key of X

This is the new cutting edge
Sixth sense limitations dragging me down
Your transcendence of nothing has fueled the flames of our choir
This is my therapy, singing the praises of razor wire
Embrace the sweet sound of self destruction

Wield words like knives and razor wire
A kiss goodbye is a kiss of death
Conducting our ballad with seven broken strings
A sound so sanguine until our ears bleed
Orchestrating until we bleed