Sometimes I feel dead
So dead inside the society of corpces
In rotten smell
but they still smiling
further expansing
Just borned are killed slowly
from their childhood
And poison each other more
What can I do? What?
Remember I was a child
the world wos so lovely and I believed
In goodness and beauty
justice and honor
Where it was lost?
I was eaten by this [bad word] world
Yeah
I’m one of them
So
lets dance corpce party dance
Everybody dance on bloody dancefloor
Everybody poison each other more 
Everybody expancing and transfer
Their dirt and vomit on the flore
tonight they all be cleared
tonight they all die with me
New children would be born
They would be pure and honest
I really hope
And I believe
I really hope
And I believe