喰病しのイデア (Idea of Sickness) (English Translation)

“I have come for your talent.”
Still, the tongue tip is one corner
If you hit it up
Into the sick stomach

Do you want water?
With salty desires
Soup boiled down with someone’s tears
Dry throat

What will you do for dinner tonight
Who makes the drinks
Solve someone’s dream and stew
The taste is delicious
Even if I sew on my throat and exhale
I can never stop my hand
You still have n’t eaten yet
Eat your sins

No matter who he is
I’ve learned greedy illness
February extended with instant memes
How about a jumble of discs?
Tongue licking according to the number of heads

The future of that child
Do you want to be poi in time?
The mind that believes enough to dream
It is suitable for custom

Who wipes the mud?
Do you want to bind with A4 paper again?
You who reap the shoots that are reaped
I kicked my heart
Just sit down on a large chair
I don’t think it’s good for actors
You still have n’t eaten yet
Eat your sins

Your childhood dream
Would you please let me know
For adults who have swelled after sliding up
Did you want to be?

What will you do for dinner tonight
Who makes the drinks
Solve someone’s dream and stew
The taste is delicious
Hungry to eat but not enough to eat
Eventually, I’ll peel even my own tusks
Goodbye, goodbye supper
Eat your sins