There were two of us in the courtyard
In the middle of sea serpents
And Joan of Arcs all around
In the eyes of deer-panthers
Had the world to our feet
And the feet caught in our nerves
Like voluntary convicts
To the Siamese mind
Nothing matters to me anymore
When I think of you
The more I endure
See through Judas
Shedding the blood of nations
The reign, the power, the glory
In the name of the dreary homelands
All brother enemies
We said it's only an I
Where humanity meets each other You
Only in the mirror of clamors
You can make yourself ugly again
And let a madman with a madman
In locked toilets
Let's be smashed voluntarily
At Siamese mentality
Nothing matters to me anymore
When I think of you
The more I can't stand it
Our little heart poems
Eat the pharmacy
Ego and self of massacre
High dragees and tragedies
All brother enemies
Nothing matters to me anymore
When I think of you
The more I endure
See through Judas
Shedding the blood of nations
The reign, the power, the glory
To the shreds of brothers
All brother enemies