歌词
Ghost of the ownerless haunts the forest
A cottage stands in the woods
Weary souls cross streams and muddy roads
to find a home in the interlaced light
The gesture of human being is not frightening
The old man received him warmly
On this stormy night
Made him a bowl of hot soup
He related his story
The old man sighed for him
He lay drowsy by the fire
Inadvertently revealing his wealth and unparalleled power
The old man muttered to himself as he was going to sleep
"I've wanted to be a good man all my life."
In the mirror he suddenly saw the ferocious smile and flashing knife light
"Don't make me do this," he said to himself
The old man stepped forward unguarded
He lit up as far as the eye could see
and pick up the sickle of death
The old man pleaded, "I have a child to raise."
He was unmoved and cut off the old man's head
Sitting in the endless dead silence
Only the sound of raindrops on the window
Why
It’s my fate to hurt
It’s my fate to stab
It’s my fate to kill
It’s not my fate to forgive
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