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The Soul of Nostradamus
1.
Rain, you are the shadow of sorrow,
As dusk falls and the wind blows, weeping life.
When the misty flowers scatter over the breasts,
A cold blade cuts the thread of the heart.
At that time, love mourns in sorrow.
2.
In the dark, even people appear,
Love, the life of the sail at Hayama.
※ The soul of Nostradamus
Shines red upon this Amaterasu, the river Morito,
And presses down upon it.
3.
Thunderous earth tremors, is it the wind through the pines?
Alas, the sea of fire also rises.
Calming the night's stillness,
It is thanks to the devil's deep, dark sound.
Prayer also reaches, the peak of Mount Fuji.
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