Poetic Death - APOSTASY [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[INTRODUCTION]

"How art thou fallen from Heaven?
O Lucifer, Son of the morning
How art though cut down to the ground
Amongst the weakest of nations?!" - Isaiah 14:12

[VERSE 1]

The Jackal and the Prophet/
Were locked within the darkness/
In a cellar full of coffins/
I'm that odd ball/
And I'm screaming Olly Oxen/
I'm a metaphor/
Sent to redesign your Holy core/
While I'm walking on your temple's floor/
And if karma was a bitch/
I'm sending bullets through your children/
Like mothafuck your feelings nigga/
This is what it has to be/
And I'm cutting off/
Those who try to step up to the masterpiece/
I'm the Devil in the darkness/
And I ride with four horsemen/
I'm the God/
So beware the false prophets/
Who walk above the cobblestone/
With the Holy Grail and crosses/
And they speak the word of Salomon/
From the prophecies of Jerusalem/
The father of Methuselah/
Sent to resurrect the Crucible/
For the New World/
And politicians will meet decapitation/
Not the work of the Freemasons/
But we're sure to see a sacrifice/
Pentagrams and candle light/
Celebrations of the pagan/
And I have so many things to share with you/
Under the moonlight/

[Hook]

Whoa is me [3x]
Now I'm trying to seek perfection
Within my reflection