Cursed - Old Money [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

They've got words I never heard
All seeing eyes staring me down through the centuries
And with thirty three degrees of separation
In between the indoctrinated and the paranoid
Someone turn the lights on
Got an old and sinking feeling that the wolves are at my doorstep
In the concrete
In the context
Blindness of the ages passed on to the children
Built the courthouse
Built the schools and built the circles they live and die in
And the wolves can wait it out while they live and die in doubt
The lies that fall from the books we trusted
The skull and bones that rise again
The devils in the details, in the walls
Someone turn the lights on
Got an old and sinking feeling
That the wolves are at my doorstep
And always have been
Someone turn the lights on
Turn the lights on
Turn the lights on
Someone turn the lights on
Turn the lights on
Turn the lights on