Marc Spector - Crutches, Crosses, Caskets (Freeverse) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

The Doc Ock of dark arts
I dock stocks from docs in a dark spot
Lost in the docks with a dark mark
And a sawed off; don't talk when the dog barks

These blocks make your heart stop
You need more than a pair of medics
Call paramedics, to repair the pair of medics
Y'all bloodsuckers parasitic

Ring worms and tape worms
Flames burn; get packed in a grey urn
Yeah we can take turns
Going from greatest to most hated; Shaq on the Lakers

I'm the last of the Saviors
Organized to survive through the Apocalypse
Praying to God to live; I'm taking no hostages
You're all next like the esophagus of ostriches