Now, pity them, bring the pedigrees Gather the anti-scriptures Sunken guidance Crawling hallucinations Audience, conquest, blind belief

Dance, get drunk, conceive Avatar's new system Slanted hallucinations Tinplate and religion Ral, Lari, chant for life

Well, defy the new capital Muffled brain systems Dig a grave, preach the word Shaka Shaka good deeds Six senses, charge, gentian, lock

Let's see, tremble Despise the new system Extension of deception Inferiority of sophistry Dog, Rag, make it come true

An eerie hand is here The eye of reason sobs Turn your heels far away, To the eyes of the one you remember

Now, everyone dance in the hollow Sanskrit seeker system Make the gouged-out heartbeat bloom, bloom

Now, with fierce eyes Ekam, that's right. At the front The sky drenched in crimson, ring your heels

Ah, vaguely the star of fate In the severe wheezing There is no superior or inferior, spin and dance Already, vaguely the ninth one mows down the dragon

Pa-para, Ral, Lari, Buriki no Dance

Now, smile at the sudden turn Narasimha fluid system Accumulated faith Farewell inferiority Grudge, mausoleum, concussion

Go mad, bit by bit Avatar's half-drunkenness Gradually collapsing Inferior emotions Worship Balarama

The dead dragon roars In the Bhagavad Gita Tightened heart Push-and-pull dialogue Arcadia returning to nothingness

Growl, steady now To the Avatar envelope Krishna's guidance Arjuna's last rites Dog, Rag, celebrate

An eerie hand, it is true Understanding was gone long ago, Strike down the demon god far away, By the guidance of the lurking shadow

Now everyone dance with impulse Sanskrit seeker system The days that ended in clutter, fade away, fade away

Now with fierce eyes Sapta's brain is the legitimate system The sky painted in crimson, resound, resound

Ah, hexagram and streamline Royal hatred is impulsivity A prayer hitting in a pinch, Habake Rudre Already, vaguely the ninth one hastens the madness

The rumor of the town, Buriki no Dance

Now, everyone dance in the hollow Sanskrit seeker system Make the gouged-out heartbeat bloom and burn

Now, with fierce eyes Ekam, that's right. At the front

Truly, the heartbeat is dancing

Steal the checkmate, Emperor of Distant Thunder Sanskrit seeker system Delusional believers dance. Terribly fragile Already, vaguely the ninth one is like the blind

Lend me your hands, Buriki no Dance