I'll give you happiness 
                                            Search for the door 
                                            Remodeled reopening, welcome!
                                             
                                             On the shoulder, here's a floating weed 
                                            Please forget your daily life 
                                            Enter after wiping night dew
                                             
                                             For fresh heart, with blue rare or rare 
                                            (For fresh heart, with blue rare or rare, ah~) 
                                            *1)Your mouth is falling into well-mixed 
                                            Spices of poison and lie
                                             
                                             Stab the dry sorrow with a fork 
                                            (Despair Restaurant, stab it with a fork) 
                                            You can leave behind unpleasant foods 
                                            Like a child (Like a child)
                                             
                                             You've become fine, no? 
                                            (Lips of grief) 
                                            Healed with every bite 
                                            Wave a hand for see you again next week 
                                            I am only one-night cash
                                             
                                             Here you are, the stew of fresh and bones, made in darkness 
                                            I will serve tightly from the back 
                                            Dance with you
                                             
                                             Candle dying, until morning tea 
                                            (Candle dying, until morning tea) 
                                            *2)Under the table without appearance 
                                            Entangling are legs, poems, and *3)moments
                                             
                                             With tonight's ticket, everything is as you like it 
                                            (Despair Restaurant, everything is as you like it) 
                                            Cut off the delicious part 
                                            Like a king (Like a king)
                                             
                                             Burned, too hot,  
                                            (Lips of bewitcher) 
                                            *4)When you gulp down off something heavy on your stomach with drink 
                                            You can still walk with a musk tomorrow
                                             
                                             Despair Restaurant 
                                            Despair Restaurant 
                                            Despair Restaurant 
                                            Despair Restaurant 
                                            Despair Restaurant (Despair Restaurant) 
                                            Despair Restaurant (Despair Restaurant) 
                                            Despair Restaurant (Despair Restaurant) 
                                            I AM FULL! (...Full)
                                             
                                             This is the crossing 
                                            Of unhappiness and happiness of mouth 
                                            (This is the crossing, of unhappiness and happiness of mouth) 
                                            Once you taste here, no more can you anywhere else
                                             
                                             You've become fine, no? 
                                            (Despair Restaurant) 
                                            Healed with every bite 
                                            Wave a hand for see you again next week 
                                            I am a melting chocolate... Ne!