Okiku Doll of the Devil

Sounding in the dead of the night, tear’s falling to the dark
Evil brings to eat the moonlight, dream of illusion appears to scream
Her white skin looks like snow in hell
Bright hair looks like crows from hell
Beautiful figure that can not feel a rage of Buddha in the silent times
Terribly her eyes are blacker than all, dress bleeds with red sorrow
The opened way from unholy ground
Eternally her black hair that grows
Okiku doll of the devil
The closed holy gate to the darkness, heaven’s light is out of reach
Powerless Kanzeon is helpless, evil nocturnal beasts dance
Spiritual curse is drifting in her… that no one can see
Pretty mouth never speak a truth & a lie, hidden in expressionless
Terribly her eyes are blacker than all, dress bleeds with red sorrow
The opened way from unholy ground
Eternally her black hair that grows
Okiku doll of the devil
Her white skin looks like snow in hell
Bright hair looks like crows from hell
Beautiful figure that can not feel a rage of Buddha in the silent times
Terribly, her eyes are cursed eyes, freezing in expressionless
Only one, only her hair tells when her black hair grows
Okiku doll of the devil