The Blood Brothers - Huge Gold AK-47 [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Those decadent war swans, with faces half drawn
Slinging blood soaked carols at the slave ship sun
Huge gold ak-47!
Huge gold ak-47!
C'mon, its 4am kick down the gate and spray your ammo like champagne
Tie up your waterfalls and throw them in the trunk!
In pitch-black basements, starve your summer suns
Toast another day of domination
Toast another day of demolition
100 million dollar sound systems squeal your name's pouding rhythms
Huge gold ak-47!
Huge gold ak-47!
You're alone, handcuffed to a picked-clean bone, and your skull echoes...
We'll take what the fuck we want!
Pluck your landscapes piece by piece
We'll take what the fuck we want!
Songs of your youth beat by beat
We'll take what the fuck we want!
Wipe the color from your scenery
We'll take what the fuck we want!
Suck your seasons indefinitely
Oh, there's a field inside your face with breezes sweet as chardonnay
Violins dangling from willow branches
But the soldiers stripped it from your skin, cracked its ribs in the kitchen
Dressed it in drag and pissed on every inch
We march like insects built of wood and wires blowing out cities like birthday candles