Vents - Silence Means Death [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
It's the runaway refugee
The renegade, yep guess who - me
Fuck you, the prayer never rescued me
Load up the mic yep check two-three
Never gave a fuck about an SUV
Laid awake well past dawn
Watching the sky light up like a Belfast car bomb
Mask on, gasoline ready to burn
Disecting the world while it turn
See, mad disorder crossing the border
Meet your fate
We filled with more hate than a love for life
Wanna hitch-hike cross the continent
And police got a problem with
Vents stomping the pavement
Smashing the freeway to bits, rebuild a nation
From the fragments of routine
Who be killing those kids to get that cream

[Hook]
Let it all out
Let it all out, Let it all out, Let it all out
Let it all out, Let it all out
Another 4 years and I can pretend to get free
Let it all out
Let it all out, Let it all out, Let it all out
Let it all out
Don't wanna pay for nobody to represent me

[Verse 2]
Getting paid to die, seems pittiful
Terrorist war criminal, rush shit
Tearing up land for the mineral
Kill 'em all, God's sorting out Vents
Walk about with a nunchuck
Life coming unstuck
Time slipping like "What the fuck?"
Got your regime locked in a guillotine
Nicotine stained hands make plans to kick the pipe
One fist grip the mic
One spark the match that light the flame
Trials pour the gas we designed the same
Mind insane, Certified break your god damn law
But the law don't feel no pain
Dad said to go get paid
Working 6 days for a fraction of what he just made
They said a poor mans heart is a garden
Ain't much good when you starving

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
We can let it all out, fall out the top floor
Fuck them, you ain't another brick in the wall
I free fall splatter them, sick of it all
You got a gun but the bigger the sack the bigger the balls
The bigger the pig the bigger the fall, tonight
Sleep deprived walking a path of long life
The flame survived, they surprised like Christ with the wine and the fishes
Mind of malicious
Misfits minding their business
Trenchcoat lined with improvised device to rip this
Place apart; like Kandahar
Mad bizarre, kicking that Vandal art
We laid the brick for a city that keep you working mad cheap
Talking in your sleep
Dream of doing something you love
I throw the first goddamn brick when push come to shove

[Hook]