Flower of Carnage

[Paraphrase-translation of the song from Lady Snowblood.] Bright dusk buried in snow Only the sound of a baying hound And my wooden geta break the silence I stride with the weight of Heaven on my mind I embrace these nights My paper umbrella is more than it seems I have walked this path of a woman's life But my tears will not again Damp the ground where I must go. Ah, the winding river path A path under lamplights Cranes stand frozen in the weeping rain Unable to move My silhouette upon the ice of a frozen pond. I show no emotion There will be no more tears The paper umbrella falls from the blade I stride the bitter path of a woman Dragging my heart upon this journey.