Coherent - The Eulogy [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Slash Gepetto, I'm Pinocchio you puppet masters
A real man, here to take a stand you fuckin cowards
It's game time, powder toss, you better hit the showers boss
It Ain't a global blackout when i say your fuckin powers lost
People gettin louder cause you flip like sweet and sour sauce
Sloppy with the cover-ups, to floppy with the browser dos
Spit it raw, lyric Molatov's to your grotto
I can smell the funk from here like JB at the Apollo
All your threats are hollow, so it isn't to hard to swallow
Man they killin off the innocent, you think we will just follow?
You're chances are the lotto, we on this shit like pronto
See the streets are fighting' back - upper cut em' with a combo
Since The Firm, dudes haven't seen a desperado
Keep the rebel as my motto, make a killin off you honchos
More than one hole with bullets rippin through ya ponchos
The truth was always there, it's just been hidden in the cosmos
Bravo, we sense a mass deception from the Council
But your shit is fuckin doubtful and you're talking with your mouth full
So I brought a scalpel, it's aiming for your apple
Time to bring the pigs to slaughter, so my daughter will not hassle
Future's what I'm after, I'm a martyr with a shackle
But a vicious jackal, break lose this hamper and I will snap you
Hammer off your statues, symbolism and chapels
Castles everything you made deduced to gravel
Shittttt
And you wanna fuckin battle?Amargeddon
Buildin 7 demolition to you bastards
Infiltratin our pastors, rappers, actors
You a bunch of dapper raptors
In life I'm Mendela, on this mic I am Mengele
Disect and strangle ya to bring peace and put an end to ya
Hallow tips to your operatives
Straight for the operate till your whole clique in hysteria
I bury ya, the barrier of peace is your co-op
In Co's op, love and unity patrol my whole block
In yours, war and famine are used to produce your short stocks
Support docs, that bleach our minds like Clorox and it don't stop
The genocide it won't stop, the pesticides implode crops
Transhumanist fucks tryna turn us in to Robots!
We runnin on a short clock, and they got the fuckin door locked
Wire-tapped, the courts mock, but sovereignty they won't knock
Extort shock through the leadership of a rebel
They treble, no censors for metal, the dust will never settle
Mettle on till the break of dawn for forsaken pawns
What we're taking on is bombs, fanatics of the Quran
Infiltrated by the set up of pogrom they embalmed
Elites are international, world will never be calm
The unseen is all around you, until our lights on
But my mic on, so you know the fight's on!
Word up!