Cursed - Head Of The Baptist [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

This is the one Baptist
I can feel it in the air
The late night infomercial that's going to save your life
The warden's call in the eleventh hour
And it's easy to say but it's hard to remember
That praise is for suckers and death is forever
Under your nose but just over your head
Martyr meets maker in ten shades of red
These are your twelve steps
Take them on your knees
Show them at the door and they'll let you in free
These are your twelve steps
Take them on your knees
Show them the blood and you get in for free
Under your nose but just over your head
Martyr meets maker in ten shades of red
And I've got a one track mind
And you know it's gonna get me tried
I've got a one track mind
And one of these days it's gonna get me baptized
I've got a one track mind (and you know...)
Line twenty six: admits to martyr envy
And it's true - I wanted it to be my head staring up at you
Seeing what the eyes still see for ten seconds more
Hot from the floor
And ready to serve
This is your head on a canvas looking my way
And the kitchen's going to need the plate back
Take them down to the river and drown them now while you have the chance
While their young necks fit in your hands
But save the souls cause you never know, never know where they're gonna land
They grow like weeds when you let them
Yeah
You lost your head to a pretty face, Baptist