鶏と蛇と豚

Thinking of sweetness, stuffed myself even more
Afraid it′d run out, had to get even more
Dripping with honey, bound to distort even more
Gorging, got nauseous, vomited everywhere

I thought that full was something better
Detestable is how it feels
Why must this be? The honey used to taste delightful

Was it a poison actually there to trap me?
Am I cursed? I've slighted no one
And I′m sure I know myself the best
So, something's not right

Ah, this self is the only thing I love
To hear, to smell, to see, to touch
To taste is irreplaceable, no less