Текст песни Empyrean Abattoir (of Montreal) с переводом

Winter isn’t much here, just a flinching centigrade

Though the grasses all look jaundiced and the poplar branches flayed

Oh-oh, the poplar branches flayed

Before your hysterical silence, you came rapping at my door

With your body as a sacrament, your mind a killing floor

Oh-oh, your mind a killing floor

I’ve been trying to quell my anger

And not feel bitter about all the darkness you gave

But, as always, there’s that device that I cannot disengage

Just as the Red Terror, you tried to kill what you couldn’t reign

And now you’re back in Knoxville masturbating your father’s pain

Oh-oh, masturbating your father’s pain

Stealing from his oration of filth

I repeat the wickedness to force reactions out of you

But it never hurts as deeply as I want it to

I think I’ll mix my medicine and explore it 'til I’m dull

You made my sky a graveyard and my moon a funeral

Oh-oh, my moon a funeral

Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

Now it’s just a system of subtraction, oh yeah!

I won’t even turn around to notice your reaction

Now it’s just a system of subtraction, oh yeah!

I won’t even feel the hateful vibing of your faction

Now it’s just a system of subtraction

Whatever happened to your star?

Now no one cares who you are

Now, oh-oh, oh-oh

Oh-oh, oh-oh

You were once beloved by my people

Now it’s bad luck to even say your name

Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

When I see you, it feels so awkward

I try to be cool, but it’s such a drag

Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

I waited for you on O’Farrell Street, smelling other people’s piss

I bet you think you see me backwards, babe

You ain’t even seen the Blikk Fang, babe

It’s not acrimonious, now it’s only systems of subtraction, oh yeah!

I won’t even turn around to look at your reaction

Now it’s just a system of subtraction

Whatever happened to your star?

Now no one cares who you are

You used to share my broken throne

Now you sing flat alone

Now, oh-oh, oh-oh

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