Thirsty, parched desire to the bone
An oddly ribboned and imaginatively fleshed fantasy
The dinner of that girl I envied with a twinge of jealousy
So that I, too, can wish for wishes
“Don’t worry, it’s okay”
Receiving advice, I wander aimlessly
Here, in the depths of the subconscious, a gate of self-questioning
Something I can’t show you
(Happy, happy, merry, merry…)
Shall we become monsters and dance?
No matter how much we devour
Unfulfilled, unfulfilled, unfulfilled
We, strange and mysterious
Or perhaps outsiders
In the scattered snow
Let’s laugh until it feels like dying, shall we?
Pretend to be cheerful, just like me
Here, jokes and talks are a piece of cake
Lining up sweet cakes
Hand in hand, la-ta-ta
An empty glass and love, just trivialities
Covered in daily mistakes, so careless
Junky happy, want a refill?
Never enough, not enough
Not enough, not enough, not enough!
(Happy, happy, merry, merry…)
Shall we become monsters and, even so
If there’s something we want to protect
This banquet and its hymns
We don’t need them
I’ll give it to you, this life and this body
Let’s make it an outstanding gift
Crossing over this never-ending night
Towards the sea of dark stars, just running to the pillow
Heading there
Shall we become monsters and dance?
No matter how much we devour
Unfulfilled, unfulfilled, unfulfilled
We, strange and mysterious
Or perhaps outsiders
In the scattered snow
Let’s laugh until it feels like dying, shall we?
You too
You too
You too