Pregnant with the salt of melancholy
Until rivers exude towards jigoku when
The time of abandonment arrives
Whilst being watched by the epitome of chaos
Why must I serve a deity so cruel,
To have taken you both away from my life?
Conscripted into carrying
On your duties to a powerless God
To cast away the pride of the Hakurei clan
Is to reflect the demonic barbarism of this
Mountain range so tainted by the sins of man
Identity stripped of me before I can forge my own
I am the shrine maiden who protects dreams and traditions
Who's fantasy of a conventional life has been corroded
Bleed for me
Oh mother, learning of your demise by battle
So bittersweet is the glory you've obtained
Oh father, how I yearn for power and for peace
Until one day, we shall meet again
In Bhava-Agra or Hakugyokurou
You shall see that I have done so well
To quell the wars waged in Gensokyo
And carried on the legacy tied to our name
Tied to our name!
Corroded Fantasy
My rage and sorrow shall extend
Into the extermination
Of demons and wraiths
As I wield this gohei