LostPoet - Invisible Daggers [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: LostPoet]

Invisible daggers
Count time - countdown the abacus
I strategize
Classify me among the savages
Spit with the tongue of the masochist
In the mouth of madness
A man versus tanks
Throwing stones at the palaces
So many narratives
I can't think small
Giants in hieroglyphs
Some fifty cubits tall
Science is the magic
Imagine its in us all
Disobeying gravity - in September no fall
Antennas to tune
Meditatin' in the ruins
Searching for nirvana, smoking flowers in bloom
Phases of the moon pull me like a bender
I see the agenda
In these clone wars I have no replica
Macs is scanning your retina
Now you in the database
Wishing you had a soul, but it was sold for the paper chase
Don't sleep - seek the wisdom
We seen the death of journalism
Now its up the sleeve of the magician