Tartarum - Kuchisake Onna

Out in the cold
I walk alone
The air here feels haunting
The misty shadows grow

Noises, right and left
I’m feeling a presence
It stalks me like pray
I take a look, behind my back
Nobody’s here, I turn straight ahead
Surprice! A woman stands there!
Wearing a mask, hiding her face
Her soul dark like night’s sky
Reflecting her horrible past through her eyes

Once, there was a married couple
A girl, and a samurai
For long they lived together
Ages ago, in Japan

But, the wife’s beauty
It conquered her feelings, it crawled in her head
The husband caught her cheating
He drew his sward, and took her beauty away

(In Japanese)
«Am I pretty?»
«Yes»
«Am. I. pretty..»

No! No!
Her mouth is sliced from ear to ear
While my body is sweating from fear
She is staring at me
So-so, is my answer
She’s confused while I run like a madman
I think I escaped from her eyes
But I’m not so sure, I may be dead by sunrise

Finally, I went home
What a day, I go straight in my bed
As, I close my eyes
I feel her cold blade go straight through my heart