Junk Science - In the Shadow of the Colossus [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Gold key to the gate
Then cut to the cutscene
Then fade from black
Then, sinister laughter
Then a large mass
Maybe 50 feet from fore to aft
Emerges from the shadows
And slowly gains focus
What sort of a man?
Some kind of monster?
Monster-man, man-monster
Drops his hands, then stomps on the stone
With the force of a thunderclap
And in that moment it’s clear you’re probably never coming back
You turn to face the gate but the gate shuts
And you don’t bother trying to escape – the game’s up
Cause the game is now, so what you playing for?
If this right here is not exactly what you waiting for
Some words are exchanged that neither has the patience for
The beast snaps his fingers and sets ablaze the floor
In the light of the leaping flames
You see what you’re up against
His wings slowly unfurl then flap and send a gust of wind
Sends you flat to your back, snaps you back
Right back into the gameplay
You know what they say…
In the shadow of the colossus, you need to keep a steady hand
Cause you’re way past the point of getting a second chance
(So) The heart grips, the heart beats, the heart skips beats
Like a hard fist, hardened like cartilage in tar pits
From the moment you hit start it’s Liu Kang and Goro
Lavos and Crono
Little Mac and Tyson
Ryu to Bison
Sagat and Vega
Computer chip stuck between my lips
I spit 16-bit like Sega
To defeat your nemesis, consider his Genesis
His will is unwavering, his mind reptilian
A threat to his self-preservation is the only thing that fills him
With the type of fear that you could use against him
For now remain defensive and try to gauge his strength
Superhuman, it was never possible
You were just a lamb at the sacrifice, and that’ll have to suffice
In that moment, he charges
You know it’s your lot to die quietly
He’s too wide for side-stepping
Meet him with a fine weapon
Maybe he will fall full on, like Bald Bull
With a properly placed arrow
Right there in the narrow
Space between his armored plates
Where his bones are pure marrow
The bull is sacrificed and not the Pharaoh

In the hero’s honor the king will stage a banquet
But the hero will not attend
Instead we find him on the riverbank
With his sword and his quiver
Because a hero’s work is thankless
But still - the enemy of the people is vanquished
And peace is restored
The hero’s bravery forever recalled in lore
So we will not forget it…
Roll the credits