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Originally by: Sound Horizon
Original icon illustrations by: Sound Horizon
Cover, English lyrics, Video: Enn
ennsings
Mixing by: CHZTA
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Special thanks to: YUKA
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Instrumental: Shur
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Grasping at the strings of my mind
A dwindling memory I tried to find
I stepped into the dusky woods
For a ghost that I had left behind
Trudging through the thick, murky trees
For a faint memory from when I was three
Deep and deeper I ventured in
Consumed by a virescent sea
All the way across the stream
To the left of the ghastly black fir, just like in my dreams
And there it was, standing still, my childhood home on the hill
Ever since I could remember, my father had never been there,
And thus it was me and my mother, living a pauper's life.
We were tormented by allegations and lies, accused of poisoning the water, taking lives,
And the animals of the forest... well... they were my only friends...
Ah but even so, my dear Mother
Those squalid days I hold like treasure to me
Did it cross your mind, ah, the reason why?
I was glad to just have you by my side
So why did you desert me, Mother?
Every night it haunts me in my sleep
Answer me, it's all I need, just a little peace...
I was taken in by a church
Looking upon a big city, it perched
Gave me food and a warm place to stay
It was there that I spent my days
But O, relentless were the winds of change
The storm they called a Reformation
Brick by brick they tore my only home apart
Ah... Under the name of a new religion...
O how fickle life can be...! So unpredictable is destiny...
But despite the odds I still believed
One chapter’s end was just the start of a brand new journey
With renewed determination, I traversed the forest of my past
In hopes of finding the answer to a question I was once too scared to ask
All the way across the stream
To the left of the ghastly black fir, just like in my dreams
And there it was, standing still, my childhood home on the hill
There, awaiting my arrival, I saw an old hag, gaunt and parched like paper,
A stranger to mine eyes; I could hardly believe she was the woman who had birthed me.
Not knowing I was her daughter, she clawed at me, eyes crazed with hunger,
The last of her sanity extinguished from her mind…
And then...
Faith was put where faith was due
Changing faiths to appease changing truths
But cold as stone was society
No food, no mercy left for me
A cross inverted, mocking my repentance.
Unanswered prayers were my sentence.
Condemned, never to be forgiven,
A palimpsest of my deadly sins…
Wandering abandoned in the forest deep
A brother and his sister make their way through leaves
So helpless and alone
With no place to call their own
A feeling I have always known
With the forest birds all at my call
I beckon them to eat the breadcrumbs as they fall
Save for one to say hello, with feathers white as snow, leading the siblings into the undergrowth
Brother [Hänsel], look what I found
A tiny hut over there, made of gingerbread!
Careful, [Gretel], don’t make a sound
I’ve heard tales of witches and their horrible acts of dread... still…
Still?
It’s better than both of us starving to death!
Both of us starving to death!
The roof a sweet, baked gingerbread
Windows caked with sugared lemon
A candied house, so delicious
Made just for you, come taste it you must!
Ah, don’t be shy, have your fill my dears
For children to never have to face the fear of famishing times
To revivify, is but a tiny, tiny dream of mine
Ah, he was a broker, but he didn’t survive
Leaving me widowed, now in these woods I thrive
And with his gift to me, his legacy, I pledge myself to helping those in need
Spoiled by an act of kindness
Circumstances most propitious
On and on the siblings gourmandized
One day, she realized
Lumbering in the seat next to her
No longer recognizable to her
Looking at her brother dearest
Fear inside her twisted…
“Uh-oh! The old lady’s a witch, planning to eat us both when we make a tasty dish!”
So it’s kill or be killed
Strike now or end up on the grill!
Send her flying with a kick in the back!
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