Standing behind me, I look back at my foe. Who's that in front? I rose my claws and shredded away the darkness. The shadows fell to pieces. Little drops of blood fell down and ran down my skin like rain. Can I return to you? If my home is gone is there still a place for me with you?
Will you take my hand in yours? Will you run away with me? I'll take you to a place, to a place where we can hide. Lying deep within the trees the cicada cry tonight. Which place should we hide when there's nowhere to run?
People have gone now. They were demoned away through the blue flames. Into the darkness, they have lost their way. Morning won't shine there. With illusions of the hands that stretch and long for your hand to grab and pull you through the mirror, come now, why don't we go? Let's lure those sad and lonely ones home.
Mr. Oni, please come here, listen to my clapping hands. It won't matter where you run, just know that I've found you. The sound of your crying voice, that seemed to come from a path. The cicada start to cry, but there's no sound to hear.
Will you take my hand in yours? Will you run away with me? I'll take you to a place, to a place where we can hide. Lying deep within the trees, the cicada cry tonight. Which place should we hide when there's nowhere to run?
Mr. Oni, please come here, listen to my clapping hands. It won't matter where you run, just know that I've found you. The sound of your crying voice, that seemed to come from that path. The cicada start to cry, but there's no sound to hear.
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