We’ll part your long hair before decapitating you—
Hands, feet, ears, fingers…
O Shikyou gods, before instructing us of the truth,
Please forgive us (1, 2, 3, let’s go!)
Mimicking the gods of lowly humans
Is a headless existence, like whispers from a shakuhachi.
Our shoddy creations won’t even praise us:
“This is our world! We don’t need gods.”
Ga, ga, ga, asore! (x8)
The gods spoken about in tales… they exist, you know!
One legged Ebisu and the faceless Bishamonten…
Our shoddy creations won’t even praise us:
“This is our world! We don’t need gods.”
Ga, ga, ga, asore! (x8)
We’ll part your long hair before decapitating you,
Our shoddy creations, before we decapitate you…
O Shikyou gods, before instructing us of the truth,
Please forgive us before you kill us.
We shall award you short lives after decapitating you.
Our shoddy creations, after we decapitate you
March in a festive mood before you realise your pain!
Please forgive us before cutting off our heads.
Headless spirits and Shikyou Amanojaku – give back the head basket!
Headless, headless, ga, ga, ga! (x2)
Die and atone for your sins, shoddy creations of ours! The bugs fade away…
Headless, headless, ga, ga, ga! (x2)
At the gate of the gods, drop the ceremonial flame.
Orochi of the dawn. The bakeneko addresses the gods.
Our shoddy creations won’t even praise us:
“This is our world! We don’t need gods.”
Ga, ga, ga, asore! (x8)
We’ll part your long hair before decapitating you,
Our shoddy creations, before we decapitate you…
O Shikyou gods, before instructing us of the truth,
Please forgive us before you kill us.
We’ll part your long hair before decapitating you,
Our shoddy creations, before we decapitate you…
O Shikyou gods, before instructing us of the truth,
Please forgive us before you kill us.