StapleMouth - Ravenous [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Intro:
This step forward...takes me back...

Hopeless assumptions...
I know whats gonna happen...
It never ends...

Chorus: Trying to chew out of the seamless pocket of time...RAVENOUS

Verse 1:

The nightmarcher retraced the foot prints that he were behind...
Following a familiar stench that peeled his skin while climbing the mountain side...
Hollowed-out...just attached to his next step...
With the end in sight...
He wandered up...a path...and the ground began to moan and scream after every stride...

Suddenly he find himself again...at the beginning...
He eyed the monolith before him...
Beside the waters that drowned its fountain...
Sun-dried arteries of a loved one...
Suspended prior notions of peace...
A spear in his left hand...and a clouded right-brain...
Rendered the wise-man into an objective beast...

The birth...

Painfully familiar...but his finger keeps going through it...
All he remembers is giving to anger...
While he tried to hold his wife together...
But couldn't...

As it was told...

He made a spear out of the tree of knowledge...
Muted the silent power within him...
Renounced his spirit...allowing his vengence to pilot his actions...

That was his curse...

His vision spiraled then narrowed...and his body became contorted and vacant...
Following the cries carried by the wind...that lead him into a marsh...littered and scattered
With foot prints...
Ragged edges of the mountain...slowly tapped the lifesource from his pulsating gashes...
A ghastly stench...salivating for the taste of sweet revenge...

Bridge:
Alone and dim...there's only...one of which retreats the vision..
One of which that hunts the cold...
Alone and bright...there's only...one...way out of the cycle...the twist of the compassionate key in chest...
2x

Chorus:
Trying to chew out of the seamless pocket of time...Ravenous

Verse 2:

After reaching a clearing...all who were present were emptied...
Or still leaking...
It scrambled his vision...and the trail of footprints ended where he was standing...
The last moments of his once jovial surroundings...
Screamed acrossed his lifeless eyes...
As he felt his hands unweave the many torsos...
That lay dormant on the earths

There were the final moments of his wife...
Splashing against his swollen heart...

The hunt ended with his spear to chest...
Apologizes witnessed by the jury stars...

And all who laid around him including his spouse...
Were just a manisfestation...of an aspect of himself...
And that awareness...
Unlocked a strobe light from his chest...

Bridge:
Alone and dim...there's only...one of which retreats the vision..
One of which that hunts the cold...
Alone and bright...there's only...one...way out of the cycle...the twist of the compassionate key in chest...

Twisted the spear in his chest...and everyone came to their feet...

Verse 3:

The images slowed down..to a hault...
His callow skin was torn from the inside-out...
His soul nominated to be recycled...
To be a servant...
For all he strung about...

Revisiting the characters dismantled in his previous life...
Contracted to be a stepping stone for all that he detached from the light...

With a chance....to free himself...
Service man...via gestalt
To the holy land...for the arc was built...
Gambling with...the cards that were dealt...

Striving to implement his new intentions...
To break the vicious cycle of living...and to repay the debt of lightbodies that he feed to the darkness...

To be undone...
The hunger pains...for the chance to taste the sky...