VaultsOfExtoth - False Promises [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Welcome back the lord of false promises
My body craving sleep as my spirit cries out for dominance
A slap to the face to re-engage brain function
Battle the lethargy, Litanies of heresy penned without too much presumption
Delaying my own album release because of endless tweaking
My rhymes all sound disjointed like the knees of Declan Quinn, creaking
Beats from Jared and JSarge slaying my work with their precision
Trying to up my game before shame starts the indecision
Feeling more like Lorgar than Vaults as the sand drains out
Need to focus, but I watch all turn to dust as I try to stay devout
To my cause, advancing the so called rap game
Staring in the mirror, see my eyes look like they're bloodstained
Start to train myself to resist the urge to scream about murdering all
That shit's not real, I can feel the call, I stall as I throw the reverse on zeal
Conceal the unchanneled flickering, try to focus and face the quickening
Take the experience of my betters and ingrain it to my psyche as the clouds start thickening
Unfocussed will
Judge my half-efforts as shit until
I kick it up a notch, kick you in the grill
Wake up as I stand over you with a hand drill
Spit hellfire to prove I can do this
Rise above standard and watch as you diss
You call out my name, but here's a new twist
All I do is summon my lines through abyss
Watch the world turn to a heretic's dance we programmed from a future grave
Music now suffering entropy as the masses now become enslaved
Drones listen to a repeating drum kick
Brains erased like senator shockwave
I support underground to hear oddities of sound that my soul has always craved
I'm back and not gonna stay quiet anymore
Aspiring to hit the point where my bars will knock "the world's greatest" to the floor
Time to fight back against the lazy writing, womanising, idiot idols
Clamouring for their titles as they think that we are rivals
I look at them in scorn as I release my soul through this medium
Fuck making money, take my tracks for free, you seem to need them
This is a promise to myself to ensure I keep a razorblade flow
The VaultsOfExtoth are calling me again
Welcome back to my show