Self - Aether [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1:]
Conception, pushed in the life by guidance
Contemplating the booth, of the equation of life
Into the pen but it loaded self-divine creation
Spouted in two, affect the love of vast amount of doors
Leaving possibilities, abilities of the human psyche
Must evolve out of this evolutionary emphasis
The [?] presence but the sense is perceive
Receive death with the rebirth
The body is only vessel while the soul is move through
Reanimation, gaining more, collecting memories
For the next life sub conscience to dream, redeemed
Like looking in the reflection’s reflection, infinite
Yet it all seems as if our spiritual ideals are moving forward on the earth surface
As it spins in the opposite direction
Like a hamster on the wheel rewind but not really moving
No destination chartered
The circumference of the sphere it’s quite unclear
The genuine lies benign, but perception, it’s the question
Invested time [?] in a box
While our soul stagnates and rots
Robots dictate our living off the living
A machine shouldn't think for a man
A complex scandalize from a simple planet green
As leaders lead
And never conceive to the needs
By which people follow, left hollow
Not looking forward to tomorrow, struggling to survive
By the needles burdens of mind in life, strife is a scheme deemed, real


[Verse 2:]

Confused, yet amused
By being perplexed in this complicated question
Enabling myself to unravel this explanation
That's ultimately impressive towards my own imperfections
Intersections with a negative message like
Ancients lessons are learned, thi reformations should burn
In term, inversion is a vital sperm that a pregnancy concern
With deluded information
From manipulation to infiltration
Various ways of considering products of being complacent
Movement of muscle, suture just hardly hold together wounds
Preventing of the flesh, from degenerating soon
Together they fuels, duplication of
Surface faces which erases the scheme, to return to the dream
Which originally forms the means of conduction
Interfacing with the substance of nothing
Or release my knowledge of something, deplements lost the ideals they constrict
The spherical circumference of any form of physical existence
To torment the justice so to speak
Indulgence of self is cheap
Petty amusement through perversions on the mind that sips
Over the cup spilled milk, diaries
Quest for the thirstful tounge
Be more of a filter as opposing to a sponge
As we lunge in the hydra


[Verse 3:]
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I’m a memorial from the Oracle
Who accounted the lie
Suggesting are dirty liner needs to be cleaned
Thoughts [?] [?]
[?] to those who gotta command
Consistently molding the body in the form of the David
Not made of marble but of bronze
A replica manipulating the skeleton
We all part of this written recital
Characters within a byplay
The grandeur of society
Sit in the studio, artist through record of editing medeting [?]
Lineary monetary
The Intimate relationship between trust and I
The populars obeyed I stayed away, covey
This imagery publicly proportionally
We are numb and the medicated continued intrusion
Of my constitutional rights proceeds my need to breathe
I'm accepting my invitation to this political war
Attached to this lyrics and beat
It’s my spirit, can you feel it?
Ignition of my intuition without limitation
Is pivotal to my insubordination
But my patience, is keeping me under lurk
They want us to compromise
For the comfort of living, in this nocturnal state
But realize every dollar that you spent is fertilized
And redistributed, violently within the Silent Movement