Grant Lawson - For George Jackson [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

For George Jackson

The Voice

I want to bleed for revolution
Gush rebellion
Let my clothes soak in the price of war
I want my aggression to be tasted
Through cracked teeth
And condescending smiles
Gold fillings smashed underneath my boot soles
Sodium laced liquids the ink of my new soul
I want a necklace of tongues
For everyman who licked his lips against me
I want a jacket of eyelashes
For everyman who winked his eyes against me
The currency of revolution is blood
Best believe I’ve got wealth

I want to bleed for revolution
Let my ripped flesh
Proclaim my worth
Let my gore thicken into concrete
A violent red monument
Let the rain beat my shoulders
Drench my bones
Righteousness will not drown
For when I find my salvation
I will be blanketed in the flesh of my enemies
Held tightly against the bosom of belief

The Echo

To my assassins:

I had been waiting

We all know it was not an attempted escape
But it became a transfusion of existence

I studied the strategies of stopping hearts
Clogging cogs
Killing cops
With your own eyes you have seen it run in my blood

My brother’s/brothers too

You cannot cage spirit
Shackle intellect

I will free Soledad

Haunt those who stood against me
Whisper contempt at every turn
Stain your every breath with my darkness

I will hunt your ghosts

Ghost's

Ghost