In the land of judgment,
where prejudice thrives
A soul from Jiangsu, with wealth in his eyes
A face contorted with a sinister grin
The pig-headed heir,
his ugliness within
With words of scorn,
he spreads his hate In the shadows of bigotry,
he seals his fate
But beneath his mask,
lies a twisted soul In the realm of amateurs,
he plays his role
A sordid figure with vile intentions In his perversions,
he finds no redemption
A master of animation,
but a demon In disguise,
his legacy tainted by his deceitful lies
With words of scorn,
he spreads his hate In the shadows of bigotry,
he seals his fate
But beneath his mask,
lies a twisted soul In the realm of amateurs,
he plays his role
In the absence of responsibility,
creativity dies
In the hands of the dominator,
chaos lies For with our sense of purpose,
chaos reigns
In the vain escape,
where disorder escapes So let us break free from this tangled mess
In the realm of chaos,
let's find full rest With teamwork and order,
we'll pave the way
In the green escape,
where we'll make our stay
With words of love,
we break the chains The face of hatred,
our ignorance it remakes For in the realm of animators,
we find a home In the colours of creation,
the world
So let us dance all against, but to disaspire
In the realm of animation,
austerity lies
In the green escape,
where we'll make our stay In the realm of animation,
austerity lies