Creature Feature - Dr. Sawbones [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

There goes Dr. Sawbones!
Creeping down the alleyway!
Looking for a victim
The game of chance is underway!
He is biding his time
Feeding through the cabaret!
Searching for a subject to to bring about their judgement day!

There goes Dr. Sawbones!
Slipping through the underbrush!
Peering through your windows
Conspiring for your blood!
He is stalking the night
Just as happy as can be!
Waltzing through the graveyard
Praying for an entity!

There is this longing for blood
That i am trying to quench
There is this longing for pain
That is forever entrenched
There is this spot in my soul
And it will never come clean
There is this flaw in my brain
That is far from serene

There goes Dr. Sawbones!
Readying his instruments
Making sure they're razor sharp
They have dark deeds to dispense
He is raising the stakes broadening his dossier
In this game of cat and mouse
He will take your breath away!

There goes Dr. Sawbones!
Engaging in his nightly hunt!
Strolling down the dead-end streets
Judging which souls to confront!
He is haunting the town
Drifting through the corridors
Disappearing in the fog
Watch your back, lest you'll be gored!

There is this longing for blood
That i am trying to quench
There is this longing for pain
That is forever entrenched
There is this spot in my soul
And it will never come clean
There is this flaw in my brain
That is far from serene

There is this longing for blood
That i am trying to quench
There is this longing for pain
That is forever entrenched
There is this spot in my soul
And it will never come clean
There is this flaw in my brain
That is far from serene

Oh look! Here comes the doctor now!
Dressed to the 9's and on the prowl!
An attache case in his hands!
And thoughts of dark devious plans!
He's the perfect picture of a charismatic gentleman!
Magnetic and debonair
Chivalrous and spirited
But once he's got you in his sight
Thats when his delirium ignites
The madness quickly takes control
And villainy engulfs his soul!
Pray you never cross his path!
Steal a glance? Incite his wrath!
His dashing demeanour goes away
And depravity comes out to play