Sewing in the illustrations
Endless torture, raging demons
All reside in devil's fire
Underworld, Yomi, "home"
Why is she depicting all the
Scenes of hell and its inflictings
Into her kimono's textures?
Time to see what's come to be
She has spent her life
As a servant of
Men and their disgusting desires
Metaphorically
And symbolically
Living in literal purgatory
Sewing in the illustrations
Endless torture, raging demons
All reside in devil's fire
Underworld, Yomi, "home"
Why is she depicting all the
Scenes of hell and its inflictings
Into her kimono's textures?
Time to see what's come to be
She has spent her life
As a servant of
Men and their disgusting desires
Metaphorically
And symbolically
Living in literal purgatory

Long ago lived Otoboshi, daughter of a samurai (Samurai)
Father killed, the family fled into the mountains, ambushed soon
Bandits kidnapped her and sold her to a local brothel
Forced into a life of servitude, a courtesan for all
Naming herself Jigoku she wrapped herself in scenes of hell
Flame and fire, skeletons, this kimono life represented
Rising to the highest rank of courtesan she climbed
♪
But skeletons, in bags of flesh
Is all we are
♪
Skeletons, in bags of flesh
Is all we are
♪
Skeletons, in bags of flesh
Is all we are

Soon was sought by a zen priest who wanted to meet this elite
Trading poems and revelations Jigoku soon tests the monk
Sees him dancing, skeletons, consuming flesh and alcohol
Over the years, finding enlightenment from Ikkyu's teachings
♪
Do not bury me or burn my body when I have died
Throw me in the fields
So that I may feed all the starving dogs
Do not bury me or burn my body when I have died
Throw me in the fields
So that I may feed all the starving dogs
It kills me to see just what they've done
It kills me to see just what she has become
It kills me to see just what they've done
It kills me to see just what she has become
It kills me to see just what they've done (Fell ill, sings a song)
It kills me to see just what she has become (The song ends, she dies)
It kills me to see just what they've done (Young, but at peace)
It kills me to see just what she has become (Life of hell cured by the hypocrite priest)