Demo - Ricochet [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

(Chorus)
If you've been bad oh Lord I bet you have
And you've not been hit oh not been hit by flying lead
You'd better close your eyes, you'd better bow your head
Wait for the ricochet

(Verse 1)
This time its raw as fuck, time to sharpen up
Gotta add the layers like recorded hooks
'Coz its depression season and its fucking freezing
Starting shit 'till ya leaving like EDL outside Rotherham precinct
I'm meaning to scream and rip the sky through the ceiling
'Coz the man upstairs is being ignorant to how am feeling
I'm bleeding, I'm seething, I'm greiving for nothing
Gonna fuck the world up before I leave in my coffin
I'm not stopping 'till I'm clocking Glocks in faces
Of these haters, homophobes n racists
Fucking rapists with the barrel of the shotty
Make it horror for them, for me it's a hobby
Never sorry, watching zeitgeist docs
Smackin bobbies, pretending to high five cops
'Coz hells demons are coming and we're running in circles
Round fires on floor and the skies a deep purple

(Chorus)
If you've been bad oh Lord I bet you have
And you've not been hit oh not been hit by flying lead
You'd better close your eyes, you'd better bow your head
Wait for the ricochet

(Verse 2)
I'm a fucking discrace this grace gods gave me's a waste
Livers swollen, feeling my kidneys inflate
Not slept right in a week 'coz I've been sober
Head in my hands I swear I felt the devil lean over
Put his hand on my shoulder
And said the better me died years ago so I need closure
Picture it raining blood staining wood
Rocks, dirt, everything and everyone it could
Bodies hang from trees but all gangs are at ease
Governments ceased by a man that dunt breathe
He's a skeleton that's brought hell on earth
And Everyone's selling their souls for half of what they're worth
But money is worthless so he owns their destiny
Heavens burnt over, angels are the enemy
Summots fucking telling me I've lost it
About to tape blades to my sen and go ham in a mosh pit
I'm fucked up

(Chorus)
If you've been bad oh Lord I bet you have
And you've not been hit oh not been hit by flying lead
You'd better close your eyes, you'd better bow your head
Wait for the ricochet