These poems are included in the MACABRE booklet. Each song got one poem. The English translations are from here, except for Berry's text. The various ellipses (except for Berry's) are displayed as white slits.
thick blooded birth in this child
I can see nothing but a tiny you unreflected
I start to want to eat and eat so cute.
I want to eat, approximately so lovely.
ah, why is the saw and the hammer and the pliers here, I wonder.
ah, why is it that this room is bloodstained..
ah, why did this little finger get dropped in this place.
ah, if thats so, my stomach is so full.
well, it seems as if I could be with child.
it's so wonderful.
You're nothing but a pile o'scum
You just don't know it yet
You don't know anything－just a lump of meat
War breaks out－that's fine, too
Just the kind of world you were hoping for
You're a clown, dancing to the tune of Glory Glory
you, now where are you
my shadow is burned into the wall
in this time traces of the battlefield will be left behind, perhaps
you, now will become dust I, now will become ashes
with a splinter of glass this child's figure
a firefly lives short lily excited
this evening black rain and red sky
the hole in my heart cannot be buried
you get thinner day by day
with all your strength forget everything
I cannot hold you close why is that?
I can't loose even a single tear let alone start crying
laughter begins to well up inside me
our balance is crumbling away
like a porno cinema