Oh, how troubled are the waters
As storm clouds gather over Mt.Fuji
Standing here amidst this filth
My blood boils with this indignation

The powerful are haughty men
Who care not for the nation
The rich boast of their wealth
And care not whit for the nation

As the country dies the Clique reap profts 
And the people are deceived
This confusion seems so unreal
Like the moves in a board game
Onward to the sky bright azure sky of the New Japan