The Maiden's Corroded Fantasy

Pregnant with the salt of melancholy Until rivers exude towards jigoku when The time of abandonment arrives Whilst being watched by the epitome of chaos Why must I serve a deity so cruel, To have taken you both away from my life? Conscripted into carrying On your duties to a powerless God To cast away the pride of the Hakurei clan Is to reflect the demonic barbarism of this Mountain range so tainted by the sins of man Identity stripped of me before I can forge my own I am the shrine maiden who protects dreams and traditions Who's fantasy of a conventional life has been corroded Bleed for me Oh mother, learning of your demise by battle So bittersweet is the glory you've obtained Oh father, how I yearn for power and for peace Until one day, we shall meet again In Bhava-Agra or Hakugyokurou You shall see that I have done so well To quell the wars waged in Gensokyo And carried on the legacy tied to our name Tied to our name! Corroded Fantasy My rage and sorrow shall extend Into the extermination Of demons and wraiths As I wield this gohei