Jak Tripper - Worship The Animal [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

"Listen. Please listen. If you don't, if you won't, you fail to understand, I'm the same incredible terror that's menacing me will strike in you!"

I'm ?? out
Flossing like low flies
Juggling chainsaws at the audience
Seat belt them both in dead, and torch their whip
You getting clipped like Kostigen
Fuck the ?? shit
The recoil hit me hard with the horse's kick
The vault was hit
I want all of it
Book his coffin pissed
I'm drowning escorts in sinks
Tossing clips
I'm selling guns out the back of a trunk with ??
The coven called me in
You all get hit
Murks outside heavy on the sauce run in your crib, offer hits
I'll hang you upside down over a bathtub and gut your sausage links
Dipped in angel piss like dust blunts
Completed hits
I go on one for fun and brush up
A ruthless Sicilian goon like ??
I rap in ?? and rugs for Russia
And choke out my kid's mother
I go to the lab blood drunk
A black trinity, I snatch Billie Jeans
Take out rats with half a ton car bombs that collapse city streets like seismic activity
Nylon stockings bonding knots in hands
Applying palms to glands
I'm tying blondes in gags
I rock slaughter over flocks of lambs
Blue heaven sky flying is not the plan
I was at the foot of the cross, trying not to laugh
I spit like a new born crack baby, crying dropped in trash

I advocate violence and drugs, overdose and die rap
Formaldehyde dime sets
Assisted suicide packs
Shoot this dope shit up and lie back
Everybody fight back
Fuck ya life
I want my fans hanging live cats
[Repeat]

Groupies talked into sucking lines back
Convulsion and film it
Filth, flow with emotional illness
Psychosis is brilliant
Demonic compulsion to kill it
I choke the vanilla skin, pulse is the stillest
Dead hitchhikers soaked in distillates
Supercoven cult, the goat's in the building
I'm so over this
People I live with looking like dead goats and some children
Depressed like Robert Smith
I wouldn't climb down off this rope for a million
I wait for the windmills to whisper
I spit enough bile to fill a blister
I'll kill your litter
If you front on me I'll kill your sister

(He didn't stab them, he didn't shoot them, he didn't hit them over.. He strangled them.. Why..Why strangle them? When you strangle somebody that's close and impersonal. You can feel their life. Have you ever had a man who put his hands around your throat? "Tried to. I maced him." You maced him?.. He could strangle her right there, drag her across here, pose her towards the east, put her face down, go back in the room, clean up his business.)