Mouja No Koushin

Dogs, terrorized by obsession
Have no possibility to hold back their hate

Let's interrupt this coherence created by the fear of oppression
Without it, we won't have any hope anymore

Revolution, rebellion, destruction
A new regime, revolution, proclamation

The difference that makes us laugh incessantly
A despicable voice that resounds again and again
And that makes us see the ruin because of their laughter
Slay this distorted world