My flesh is warm, my eyes are white
a thousand ropes, a thousand knives
“If you fear death, die now!
Having died once
you won't have to die again”
Dense is my turmoil here
where the cowards were brave
The crows enthralled by pleasures
The whispers of the Yurei
Rattle my senses and let it
slithered away… into the Jukai
A black sea made of trees
Downward the Mouth of the Earth
The innocent was caught;
His sanity escaped between the barks.
My skin is cold, my eyes are white
a thousand ropes, a thousand pills
“If you fear death, die now!
Having died once
you won't have to die again”
Bury my body when it is found
beneath a white stone
or upon the brasiers of old
….and give thy last breath unto the whole
thy last breath unto the whole
and my skin is cold, my eyes are white
a thousand ropes, a thousand guns
“If you fear death, die now!
Having died once
you won't have to die again”
