Valaki lefordítaná nekem ezt a dalszöveget?

You're in trouble now

This shit's going underground

This ain't a place you've been before

You'll get spun around

Till you're white as a clown

Bombs going up

While we're living in this war

This war

Don't bite the hand that feeds

Expecting to succeed

Don't bite the hand that feeds

Never doubted to believe

In a tomb of your sin

I've taken these words within

And they ruminate 'round my mind

Dig myself on the ground

Can you hear me now

Hope you don't like what you find

What you find