The instrumental 😍❤

I love your arrangement so much...

Epik vid. Now here’s the lyrics. Love, malice, desire, murderous impulses… One person, two people, three, four, five, six. A rain of 1000 needles brushed against the dying daimyo’s neck as his people starved. An unusual murderous impulse welled up in the starving beggars I hired to serve me. I was stirred up by that red kimono. Your warmth will make me go mad. What are you looking at, grasping that blade of yours? Will you talk to your irrecoverable past self? I kicked up my geta straps, imitating a dancing girl. Not knowing and not speaking is forbidden. The songstress was bloodstained, and the dancing girl was headless. Their faces were foolish, their geta movements unskilled. Lining up the slaves: one, two. Your warmth will make me go mad. Love, malice, desire, murderous impulses… One person, two people, three, four, five, six. The ones who died by sawing do not smile at the fox’s wedding. The beggars speak, saying “give it all back!” Smiling at the mirror, with a baby in her womb. The bakeneko cannot speak if everything comes to an end. Soon, the curtain will raise on tonight’s spectacle. One, two, I line the slaves up. When the curtain rises, you’ll forget everything. Now, welcome! Welcome to the pit of savages. The brutish audience has their eyes wide open. It begins, and they bathe in spurts of blood. I’m all worked up. I stab you, over and over. Your warmth will make me go mad. I continue to wait beneath the pussy willows. I amuse myself with dolls, placing their heads in nooses. The beggar hag begs in the beggars’ settlement But not a single coin is on the corpses at the gate. Left to the crows, they’re crushed where they lie. Be frightened and live! It’s as simple as that. What are you looking at, grasping that blade of yours? Will you talk to your irrecoverable past self? I kicked up my geta straps, imitating a dancing girl. Not knowing and not speaking is forbidden. The songstress was bloodstained, and the dancing girl was headless. Their faces were foolish, their geta movements unskilled. Escorted to the fox’s wedding by the will-o’-wisps, I entrusted them to the dolls, saying “All is forgiven.” Love, malice, desire, murderous impulses… One person, two people, three, four, five, six. The lonely bride lost her umbrella. She hides, acting as if all was stripped away. Who’s next? Who’s next, I wonder? Sleep brings with it solitary darkness, in the threshold between dreams and reality. I embrace you in the end and I whisper: “Open up? Open up? Open up? Open up?”

Ставлю на то, что скоро и вся серия ониби будет

@flower_sonya

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@@CaxaBlya Возможно, но это не точно

Eu amo seus covers❤

And this, the reason I love Len so much.

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@flower_sonya

Ай бұрын

Да :D

So amazing! Very beautiful cover and remix!S orry for my rude but would you allow me repost this videos to Bilibili?l promise note the original address and author, and i guarantee that there will be no revenue and no changes to your video.

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Живописно! ❤