It's come out again in the blindspot of the triangle hood,
The god of death in the shadows of the blades of grass
Bewitching and bewitched, if you walk into the twilight
From behind, a melon comes to the kemono-hen
All the people traversing that world, they're nothing but fools
A single goosebump to pass the time
Even dead horses are going "pakapakari" towards that world
An unfamiliar hand in a commemorative photo
Approaching, thick and melodious
Oddities, both here and there
Chattering molars, shivering front and back
Here and there...
Sprout at the hour of the devil, oh brothel
Hustling and bustling and rustling
Sobbing and panicking
I'll bring the crybabies
Want to dance like crazy?
This world is nothing but a bunch of graves
Such is the state of tonight's desperation
Hey, you're pretty good at this
(If you mean my legs, I left them in hell)
Good evening from beneath the willow tree
Set forth like thunder, we warriors
This guy and that guy, they're all watching
The dancing people and the workhorses of this life (it's scary on the way back, too)
This guy and that guy... cute and scary
Before I even noticed, that place was in ruins
Snake path, whatever path, beast path
Look, the ghosts are writhing
Where is the divine punishment?
Possessed by yesterday's grudges,
And even possessed by tomorrow's share
Possessed by the grudges of a previous life,
And even possessed by the next life's share
Falling in love with you,
In love with you even if I die
I'll be by your side
Before I even noticed, that place was in ruins
Snake path, whatever path, beast path
Sprout at the hour of the devil, oh brothel
Hustling and bustling and rustling
Sobbing and panicking
I'll bring the crybabies
Dancing like crazy, shine on it
Humans and monsters, all mixed up