Nightmare Da Unholy Priest - TRAGEDY [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Nightmare is ready for battle
I'll bite a fucking chunk out of your neck then spit out your fucking Adam's apple
I'm lyrically sharp like a scalpel
Unorthodox style trained in the holiest chamber of the holy tabernacle
I got this battle locked down like chains and shackles
I spit fumes across the room with a style that's projectile like reptile
Get stabbed in the neck with a weapon that's argyle
Unknown to man that can't be identified with any earth type of profile
I'm the sinister
Zodiac killer
You get your chest smashed with the pressure force of a gorilla
Born and raised in london
I'm possessed by the wicked spirit of jack the ripper
I'm horrorcore
I kill your whole verse with 1 metaphor
Flesh eating carnivore mythological
Creature discovered somewhere in the amazon jungles of el salvador
The king of the horrorcore
Beast of the underground
I walk my 3 headed dogs of baskerville hound
That will huff and puff and blow your fucking house down
Drag you to the devil's playground
And surrounded by killer clowns
With upside down smiles
And face frowns
You scared now
Catch a lyrical beat down
Surrounded by a demons dressed in surgical gowns
I can win this battle in every technical round
Nightmare Da Unholy Priest
Son of a thousand maniacs
Im a beast of a pure raw breed
A higher caliber of an emcee
That destroys his victims
A conqueror
Ghost in the machine
Get your neck caught by moving blades
I'm standing over your body and now I watch you bleed
2nd round taking you to the 4th dimension
A world far beyond your imagination
That takes you soul through the black hole
Now your feeling the great depression
Dragged beneath the earths surface
Beyond the dream realms of inception
Your now far far away from heaven
Look into the eyes of your challenger
I show no reflection
No mirror images
Give up the ghost the devils due for your redemption
You've now entered the 7th chapter
13 chambers of death this is your final destination
Get your whole rhymes burned alive like cremation
And your lyrics shitted on like a scat porno flick defecation
You ain't got skills to battle me
I cause physical injury
I'm known to kill verses with skills of intensity
From the mouth of madness even I question my own mind form of insanity
Cause I've caused many casualties
And bring pain far beyond your nerval capacity
My verses levitate opponents
With the technicality
Make you feel spiritually lifted from my blows like theirs no gravity
You can not even fathom my philosophy
I got you switching faiths from darwinism
Agnostic judaism
To Christianity
I drink the blood of a hundred virgin nuns in exchange for my immortality
So I'll
The way I process thoughts deep into the mind of my mentality
And crush your whole physical structure in the worst form of brutality
I got you lost in the crossroads
Looking for your lost soul
That I snatched from your shell
Now your hollow
Lyrics are cold like the north pole
My battle raps are Quarantined in the system of the penal code
For killing dekota from this battle rap
And fucked up beyond repair
I'm in beast mode