Dion Baker - Inner-Me (Enemy) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Paralyzed by fear, the evidence is clear

From the words they release, their words echo the will of six-headed beasts

Their souls are weak

Like buildings without a foundation they don’t stand firm when the wind hits

They have no resistance…

Collapsed from existence the distance between death and their subsistence

Is Wisdom

Do ye lack faith or religion? The yeast of the demon

Is bread in the ignorant man with poor vision

Bread for the non-believer is their bereavement and grieving

Unfertile minds have land where the pain breeds

But it won’t conceive achievement

Fallacy converts to Truth with poor Reason

Everything they need is possessed but they don’t stretch to reach it

So they never seize it... this is the season for change…



But I keep sanity using my brain cavity

To detach from the wicked minds pleading insanity

Me and their world view has a clear disparity

Laying in the blood of their soul’s calamity

Mis-taking the means for the end, believing that the stairs’ the canopy but really not

Eyes wide shut living dead in a tight box

For protection, do they really know they’re defenseless?

Do they really know their mind’s the sharpest weapon?...

The real enemy, is “inner me”

The energy... I need’s locked in the walls of the self

Behind it I’ll find the truth and be free

From following erroneous beliefs

The trick of the trade is to master the trickster

Withhold your selfish greed from the elixir…