Текст песни: Seattle (Elegy of Fractured Personhood) + перевод

I am sitting in seattle

Just waiting to bear fruit

Ripped from my insides

Or mangled at the root

And everybody’s waiting

For someone else to save them

Do you really need that patronage

Dingy hospital doors open

Faster than the DIY gates

Riding on the backs of knights

Of the apocalypse

And we are all waiting for

Some kind of revelation

To be emblazoned;

Xs on our hands and Ss on our chest

And we’re all getting older

Not necessarily better

Reflections of our footsteps

Passing through voyeurs in our palms

And we are all stooped over

Contorted bodies waiting

Ripe for untangling

Or anxiously keeling over

If we’re all just waiting

To be harnessed in the mainframe

Will we ultimately be left

Sputtered on the ground?

If our hierarchy of needs

Is simply fractured or inverted

How many weeks

Can we spend starving in the streets

And if we’re all just waiting

Already underground

How many years will it take

To be raised from the dead

Our souls all manifested

In perfect equilibrium

I guess that’s why hegel’s

Just a hack

Screaming and insinuating

Might just breed metamorphosis

If we don’t end up as cybernetic vermin

Are you a partial person

Who’s just so sick of waiting

Or are you meant to be somebody else

And I am still thinking

About how things went last night

Which matrices or rubrics

Might apply

And how you really just can’t

Break new ground when there’s pavement

You need to plant your seeds

In fertile ground

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