No man ever love to hear
that name.
Lest death strike
and your body
taken as food
and sacrifice
in Ama river.
Amaterasu-the baddest goddess.
Tormentor of all with eyes
whose powers are
so strong and cruel.
We pray
for your early death to come.
We gather in tears
with shield and sword
to take you back alive in chains
and found each warrior
without a head
with horrid looks
of pain.
Amaterasu-the baddest goddess
the owner of the night.
For those so brave
to dance out
still tremble
deep in fright.
Amaterasu-when shadows come
the village gates are barred,
the lantern lit
until the dawn
to dance away our
night horror.
Rumour spread that
at night you come
like an hungry lion through the sky
but when the light
from the lantern glow,
death strike
like a fist.
They say you'll die
like human being.
One day your regime
will pass
but till that day
we bar our doors
until you breathe
your last.
Apr 16, 2018
Apr 16, 2018 at 9:48 AM UTC
No man ever love to hear
that name.
Lest death strike
and your body
taken as food
and sacrifice
in Ama river.
Amaterasu-the baddest goddess.
Tormentor of all with eyes
whose powers are
so strong and cruel.
We pray
for your early death to come.
We gather in tears
with shield and sword
to take you back alive in chains
and found each warrior
without a head
with horrid looks
of pain.
Amaterasu-the baddest goddess
the owner of the night.
For those so brave
to dance out
still tremble
deep in fright.
Amaterasu-when shadows come
the village gates are barred,
the lantern lit
until the dawn
to dance away our
night horror.
Rumour spread that
at night you come
like an hungry lion through the sky
but when the light
from the lantern glow,
death strike
like a fist.
They say you'll die
like human being.
One day your regime
will pass
but till that day
we bar our doors
until you breathe
your last.
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