Traitors - A Common Demon [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse: Tyler Shelton]
We are the lesser
Instead of venting our hatred it snowballs and festers
I wish I was dreaming, but you can always see him
So we just laugh off the inexplicable
Thoughts that were created by our demon

We are the blame for all this pressure
There's so much pressure

We are the lesser
The smallest of things are the largest of stresses
I did not choose to come here
And if I had the choice I'd finally be at rest

Hail my head
Full of waste
The lords forsaken me

Hail my head
Full of waste
The lords forsaken me

We have a common demon, so rotten to the taste
His stench brings a skull full of grief
Give us this day, our daily dread, and forgive our existence

So many times forsaken, so many times he's strayed
We have a common demon and it's kept our gods away