[00:11.477]Tantalized by the cockroach and its promise(Blinded by a fickle fortune,)
[00:16.980]and I fantasized about soaring with golden wings.(diamonds in my eyes./Flying with golden wings,)
[00:22.970]Hypnotized by the cockroach and its promise,(Blinded by the grand illusion,)
[00:28.228]I was compromised by a treasure that was fit for fools.(golden wings to fly./lured by a fool's gold.)
[00:33.477]
[00:33.977]The hunter draws closer
[00:39.979]to its prey!
[00:47.978]
[00:51.227]Vacantly I was gazing at the mirage,
[00:56.477]I yearned to be an apostle of the self-made man.
[01:02.479]Hopelessly I bathed in my ignorance
[01:08.160]and desperately choking on the roach of irony.
[01:14.035]
[01:17.534]My fickle fortune beckoned
[01:21.785]a treasure fit for fools.
[01:25.035]And the hunter draws closer
[01:30.718]to its prey!
[01:39.229]
[01:41.971]I blindly wandered down the golden path
[01:48.104]in pursuit of a misbegotten dream.
[01:53.807]The Great Gatsby whispered in my ear,
[01:59.238]road from rags to riches leads nowhere.
[02:03.244]
[02:08.390]The grand illusion beckoned
[02:12.826]with promises of deceit.
[02:15.579]
[02:17.077]The Cockroach king sits on his throne
[02:22.576]with the Midas touch and a heart of stone.
[02:28.326]An empire built on guile and greed,
[02:33.588]a bleeding ground for those who heed.
[02:38.580]
[03:16.019]And the grand illusions faded,
[03:20.715]the hunter snares its prey.
[03:27.588]I fear and loathe the cockroach,
[03:31.848]the mirage melts away.
[03:34.782]
[03:36.218]The Cockroach king sits on his throne
[03:41.721]with the Midas touch and a heart of stone.
[03:47.212]An empire built on guile and greed,
[03:53.120]a bleeding ground for those who heed.
[03:57.606]（Instrumental）
[06:09.746]Lured by a treasure that was fit for fools,
[06:13.605]searching for the truth.
[06:15.107]Lost in this labyrinth in search of the truth
[06:19.354]with your promises of deceit.
[06:20.852]
[06:21.038]Trapped in your kingdom built on
[06:24.046]greed and guile, built on greed and guile,
[06:26.798]only to find the insects have multiplied.
[06:32.544]
[07:05.297]The Cockroach king of guile and greed,
[07:10.789]with a broken crown he's left to bleed.
[07:16.491]An empire falling to its knees,
[07:22.247]a bleeding ground for those who heed.
[07:32.430]
[07:49.822]I longed to be a disciple of the cockroach,（Blinded by the grand illusion,）
[07:55.325]I was hopelessly choking on the roach of fallacy.（blackened wings to fly./The roach of irony!）
[08:01.316]Thankfully when the mirage finally melted,(Burning ashes of the hunter)
[08:06.565]the impurity of the cockroach was revealed to me.(scattered in the sky.)

Tantalized by the cockroach and its promise(Blinded by a fickle fortune,)
and I fantasized about soaring with golden wings.(diamonds in my eyes./Flying with golden wings,)
Hypnotized by the cockroach and its promise,(Blinded by the grand illusion,)
I was compromised by a treasure that was fit for fools.(golden wings to fly./lured by a fool's gold.)
The hunter draws closer
to its prey!
Vacantly I was gazing at the mirage,
I yearned to be an apostle of the self-made man.
Hopelessly I bathed in my ignorance
and desperately choking on the roach of irony.
My fickle fortune beckoned
a treasure fit for fools.
And the hunter draws closer
to its prey!
I blindly wandered down the golden path
in pursuit of a misbegotten dream.
The Great Gatsby whispered in my ear,
road from rags to riches leads nowhere.
The grand illusion beckoned
with promises of deceit.
The Cockroach king sits on his throne
with the Midas touch and a heart of stone.
An empire built on guile and greed,
a bleeding ground for those who heed.
And the grand illusions faded,
the hunter snares its prey.
I fear and loathe the cockroach,
the mirage melts away.
The Cockroach king sits on his throne
with the Midas touch and a heart of stone.
An empire built on guile and greed,
a bleeding ground for those who heed.
（Instrumental）
Lured by a treasure that was fit for fools,
searching for the truth.
Lost in this labyrinth in search of the truth
with your promises of deceit.
Trapped in your kingdom built on
greed and guile, built on greed and guile,
only to find the insects have multiplied.
The Cockroach king of guile and greed,
with a broken crown he's left to bleed.
An empire falling to its knees,
a bleeding ground for those who heed.
I longed to be a disciple of the cockroach,（Blinded by the grand illusion,）
I was hopelessly choking on the roach of fallacy.（blackened wings to fly./The roach of irony!）
Thankfully when the mirage finally melted,(Burning ashes of the hunter)
the impurity of the cockroach was revealed to me.(scattered in the sky.)