I     
      I haven’t fought against the chill,
I have accept frost, I’ve got its power,
lot of thoughts,  evoked by elder,
Are crowding in my head

Clean
       How could people loose their way
      Abyss is the only issue
Growl
       I don’t want to bear with it,
      How could I live this way,
      People’re parts of internal machine,
      People [bad word] to them-selves
      While they still have time  
      
Ch
      What do [bad word] in this world for?
      For leading a meaningless fast life?
      Are people really created for
      [bad word] similar to beasts?

II
      Suddenly I’ve seen [bad word] lake,
      With mysterious bright shine
     [bad word] hearer I’ve seen a vision
      Strange alluring World with shining people (men)

Clean
      World, full of perfect  concord,
      Men with infinite skills
Growl
      I’ve seen a lot of strangers
      Having invaded the fine world
      They’ve sowed the dissension and disbalance (hatred)
      They’ve parted World, enthralled the men.

Ch. 
Those strangers perverted the [bad word] 
They’ve destroyed pure ideals.
Strangers have held sway over natives,
Concord turned into slavery.

III. 
I’ve seen the World where I came from,
Where men are fuddled with grim lie,
Illusion (fancy) of liberty has dazzled them
And hidden gist of slavery.

Clean
      World, full of broken lots,
      Men with bounded senses.
Growl
All of a sudden I’ve seen myself among these zombies,
I’ve been a tool in these priests’ hands,
I’ve made an arm [bad word] my life.

Ch.
The sights have vanished in the gloom of lake,
They’ve left just grayish ice.
I’ve realized how world became enslaved
And how the [bad word] sank into lie.

Ch.
It’s time to open eyes and look at the [bad word] 
Admit reality. It’s time to understand one’s sense of life
And live in concord with oneself.