Kimdir O [English translation]

He knows everything

He's silent underhand

You do

He comes and ruins it

He waits for the last day

Spills out hatred

Bog is what his heart

That swallows the future

You don't see,you don't hear, he is always out there

The white house at the hill

A clown king in that house

Bad news is his thing, whose turn is it?

Artist of bloody pictures

Human's grave at the exhibition

What is for sale is darkness in the frame

His god is money

He's a slave for his own

His words are poison

Don't listen to him

Faithful servants

Lick his boots

Spreads fear

Hides it in fogs

You buy it, you sell it, you swallow it

The white house at the hill

A clown king in that house

Bad news is his thing, whose turn is it?

Artist of bloody pictures

Human's grave at the exhibition

What is for sale is darkness in the frame