ONE O Z - Metal Library [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Inner city misery
Driven below the trickery
Risin up from the imagery
Of ash fire and brimstone
Repping for my kinfolk
I fill a room thick smoke
Heavy hooded thick cloak
Hides my identity...
Pride for my enemy
Been out on road for centuries
In an endless, restless sleep
I lead the fight and find energy
Laspe of memory through
Projective telepathy,
Send a message to the wreckless
Stay connected to the breach
Encoding common constellations
The language of the machines
To unlock this lost device
Known as the optical regime...
I traveled to the far east
Examined the readings
Gained the knowledge from the prophecy
That foretold of the decieving
I can still feel the heat from the fires
Hear the screaming..
I watched the world fall from grace
When I was leaving
I find it hard to breathe in
Through the dust clouds of sand storms
Seeing shadows in the distance
As I hold the lands form
The last straw
South paw to ya slack jaw
Cut the powercord with the hack saw...
Trap door
My sore hands strike a match in blackness
Climbin through the caves
Make my way through the laberinth
The sands shift
Through the hour glass
Burn the flower fast
Hours pass
Like the last
In a flash
I catch the glare from the camera lens
The endless network of robotic eyes extends...
Perplexed by my vision
I see endless death
In this uphill journey
Climbing endless steps
I'm a end this mess
Or I'm a end up dead
Knowledge locked into my head
Sometimes I wish I'd never read
The scroll I found in Tibet
That lead me back to Stone Henge
I watched them murder innocence
So I'm exacting revenge!
This is trench warfare
And I ain't leavin you a prayer
Call me the bringer of dispair
I greet the reaper with a cold stare..
The cold air mixing with the thick vapors
Staring at the night sky twistin up the paper
Lost ark raider reading ancient Arameic scrolls
Bloodline control inside the hyroglyphic code
This is still the old world she's just wearing a mask
Made of metal, concrete and fibreoptic glass
There to hide the past but, its still runnin in the cracks
Under attack!
I'm fighting back, outnumbered by a stack...
Paths from the future to the past in old carvings
Whole hearted, I hit the road charging!
On target, shining light into the darkness
Searching for an apple in an endless garden
No pardon for this soul
To hard to control
Disect cultures of old who caved sculptures from stone...
From the whole in the wall at Amaru Muru,
To the carvings in the giant rocks of Puma Punku.
I monouvre for truth and abuse the system
Mechanical precision hidden in the inscriptions
The blueprints for wisdom encoded in the binary
With designs for intersellar transport refineries
Close my eyes and see the letters like the words are blinding me
Inside I feel unearthly forces moving me and guiding me
The last line of defense unlocked by keys made from ivory
Inside the hollow earth, they found me in the metal library.