ED - Lightning Bolt (Prod. By Villain Accelerate) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

I'm the Lighting bolt that enters the capsule
Life is a knife that's dull
The blade's in the palm of hands
And the spasms are making it futile to control
Hide my skeletons in a ditch so nobody discovers it
When they do
They brush off the debris and keep it captive in the laboratories
Probing for results that weren't shown on the polygraphs
Nobody before me can cure me
Anyone after will influence me badly
The more time goes the more society is worsening
I'm a star thats glimmering but is chillin in the exosphere
Now people are in fear cuz I'm no longer here
With everything gone
The pictures I've drawn are finally placed on the wall
So people can admire it
My spirit subsists through these songs
So if you can't divulge the solution to the questions
Get my recordings and listen to them all

I'm the lighting bolt that enters the capsule
The galaxy is ambiguous compared to the world
The planets are in the palm of my hands and I'm letting go of them to pick up as many satellites as possible
People call me a battery because I have a positive and negative side but no matter how much I live will always die
I can't veil behind the curtains
The grey and white matter in my brain's a circus
There's no after life cuz there's no life after death
What's the point in making amends when the water was thicker then the blood but my allies were noxious?
I eat up enemies like the carcass of watermelon
The difference in our complexion is the measure of melanin
In other words I'll eat your skin
Does someone out there understand my point of view?
I'm the only bird
That hasn't flew
Rather than flying south
I fled off into the distance
A different dimension where I transformed from a pigeon into a griffin
Now my talons are grapplin any specimen that comes my direction
Somewhere along the lines of the mutation I lost all the love and affection I had for everyone that pleasured me
Affinity won't be infinity

I'm the lighting bolt that enters the capsule
Mad scientist replacing bibles with fixes that are natural
The beakers are in the palm of my hands and I can experiment with chemicals
I create concoctions that twist my corpus callosum
Auditory hallucinations goin to my ear drums
I need alternatives cuz when I write It's worthless
Ink on some paper
Voices from a microphone will make everything evaporate
Something's wrong with me
I tell myself it's the sanity from within
I sew my lips shut so furtive declarations don't come out
Weary of taking the same route
I'll take this psychopath that everyone's so enthralled about
I pout but not at the disappointments
It's the voices and my purpose
What if I gave up life for lent?
What would god give?
When this automobile skids past the railing plunging into the pavement with rock figurations, where will my safe heaven lie?
I've said goodbye numerous times but I'm still here with puppy dog eyes begging for a leash
Cuz without one I'm a bipolar beast that needs a keeper
The grim reaper and I are bestfriends
Death is knocking at my door step
I tell it to hold on and wait a minute
Cogitate on going through with it
I require to engage in these peril potencies rather than averting them
Anyways I load the clip
I ponder the life I'm going to live after this
Shoot the ammo inside my sewn up mouth and that's it!

(Ahhhhh! Huh huh huh huh)
(Alarm alarm)
Just another dream
Put the snooze back on just another

The war had no part in the battle
With this gun in the palm of my hands I have unlimited ammunition to...

Full battery, full battery, dead battery recharge