The Shamisen Player

The whispers From the wood Where lovers Once stood Resounding outward A haunting tune luring travelers to their doom The solemn plucking Of a shamisen Waited with sorrow Beyond the end So wretched These tones She weeps Alone She waits eternal For her lord Who met his end By the sword The solemn plucking Of a shamisen Waited with sorrow Beyond the end The forest enshrouded with unnatural mist Darkness profound Bereavement manifested into spiritual rage And a lonely sound This apparition sates her sorrow With the blood of men A mononoke trapped in torment Plays her shamisen