Ano Onna No Onryou

Boris

those stone-like eyes know my ending 
"cast shadow" 
that femme whispers without a blink, 
I only hear persisting echo 
with her hair waving, la danse des morts 
"I'm gonna be taken away" 

losing the sky this eye want to see 
losing the color this eye want to see 
and for you 

this hand knows my ending 
"nails that touch the evil" 
the gauzy figure of the femme 
eludes with vague voice without touching 
she spills out doom 
I can see it from the shape of her lips 
"I'm gonna be invaded" 

losing the pain this hand want to feel 
losing the shape this hand want to take 
and for me 

tried to escape, but in vain 
dragged into malevolent singing, and burnt in ashes 
then I see no ending