Crossworm - Kennel Up [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
I drank the liquor, the spirits invoked, and the evil is thicker
Beyond the pettiest shit, I don’t publicly bicker
They used to know me as Cross, soon they’ll all call me jaws
Like alcohol in the gauze, I’m a sting to the cause
I stand alone, my people are far from my home
And I don’t hear the fuckin ringer I set on my phone
So that’s the way it is and that’s the way that it will be
El loco lobo esta me, we’re fucking history
And what you see is what you get, get out your money and bet
If you’re the king then I’m the guy that gets the queen wet
Protect what you invest, jaws got him a gun
He jumped the border bound to fuck your life and end your fun
Out of the pan and into the burning fire
From the rose to the rule of the gun, bullet for hire
I’m out on the prowl, I’m evil I know you can see it
I’ll prove it til’ you believe it, rip out your heart and eat it

[Hook x2]
I kennel up, when I see the moon light
A breed of an evil caliber animal, I be what I the flees bite
I kennel up, so be happy I have a cage
I’d bleed you and empty your brains out on the pave

[Verse 2]
Finger on the trigger to blow it all up
Sometimes I wonder why I ever gave any kind of fuck
But up in the thick of this wickedness I get this insisting feeling
Even if I told them what the fuck
Is inside of me it would lose all the meaning
Shut it down, lock it up, in the kennel you’re starving
Hungry is harming but dying from starvation’s alarming
So that’s the way I used to live my life and lay awake
And I’ll escape tonight and plan a jail break
A dog in a cage, barks spark in a rage
Landmark waves forming a wake as I rip through the page
And decipher the script. I re-up on the meds
And flush them all down the fuckin toilet and clear out my head
So the psycho-analyticals continue to think I progress
With no idea what I think is best
I put the smiley face on, but try to hide my teeth
Cuz if you see what I intend to be, it’ll make my lies cease

[Hook x2]

[Verse 3]
I drink elixir, to morph into normal to hide the real picture
My life is mobile and never a fixture
Sometimes I get to thinking I’ll pass it along
Infecting every one of my future children with every song
That I might leave behind, hypnotized by the spirit of jaws
Pulling them into the flames with the evilest claws
So I kennel up, to keep all the poison to myself
Hoping my sickness will only be a paperweight on a shelf

[Hook x2]