EVILS FOREST

mothy

After the death of the “Collector”, Gallerian Marlon,
The majority of his vast inheritance
Went missing

The collection pieces he had assembled during his life
Were just junk with no cash value
But they were claimed by the script wright “Ma”, who had been his only friend

Several days later, “Ma” vanished from the public

One day after many years had passed since then,
“Ma” was sighted in the popularly called “Millenium Tree Forest”

At the same time, rumors began to spread that the “Collector”’s inheritance
Was hidden in the small theater built deep in the “Millenium Tree Forest”

Many who dreamed of making their fortunes entered the forest
And not a single one has returned.

Before they knew it, the people began to call the “Millenium Tree Forest”

“EVILS FOREST”…

EVILS FOREST

1. Welcome to the Forest (instrumental)

2. master of the graveyard

3. moonlit bear

4. The Last Revolver

5. Heartbeat Clocktower (FOREST VERSION)

6. The Tailor of Enbizaka

7. The Lunacy of Duke Venomania

8. To You of Few Words

9. The Daughter of White

10. Screws, Gears, and Pride

11. Twiright Prank (feat. Kagamine Rin & Len)

1. Welcome to the Forest (instrumental)

Welcome to EVILS FOREST.
Was it “Nice to meet you”, I wonder? Or “Long time no see”?
…Either one is fine, when it comes to this.

I am the one who was once called “Ma”, and currently named “The Gardener”.

Since we have the opportunity, I shall deign to tell you about the rules in this forest.


For one thing, if you run into the shady twins and the gluttonous woman, run away without hesitation.
For one thing, you mustn’t scavenge for food.
For one thing, shoot dead the one you love without hesitation. They are the enemy.
For one thing, the theater is a den of demons. Don’t get close to it.
For one thing, clean your clothes. What you think is dirt could very well be something else.
For one thing, respect the opposite sex. An excessive degree of that is also a problem.
For one thing, silence is golden.
For one thing, whether the country falls to ruin or the world disappears that’s no business of yours.
For one thing, simple is best. It’s a sin to think otherwise.
For one thing, when the day ends you must hurry back.


I wonder if this is that kind of occasion?
There really isn’t any need to worry if you can’t remember.
After all, they’re rules that’ll change in the morning.

[EVILS FOREST]

There’s one thing I forgot to mention.
“Don’t rely on the things they who are in the forest say”

2. master of the graveyard

Abandoned! Cup! Beg! Crawl! Lose! Back! Lung! Ash! ×2
 (If you become lost in the abandoned graveyard
 Give praise to the woman who holds the cup
 You’d better pray, honor, and kneel to her
 If you’re caught by the dead crawling around then it’s over
 Losers will have their limbs plucked
 Their backs cut open
 Their lungs, their guts, and their heart taken away, and eventually
 They’ll turn to ashes)

Honor and praise our own master
The forest’s graveyard is her feeding grounds
In the corrupted graveyard with a rotten stench hanging in the air
Our master’s name is the Evil Food Eater

Honor and praise the great master
In a small theater in the middle of the graveyard
She was reborn as the ruler of the dead
Her name is the Evil Food Eater

Completely devour it all!
Everything in that world
An eternally unending dinner
Come, let’s begin
Preparation of the
Lost, pitiful intruders

Abandoned! Cup! Beg! Crawl! Lost! Back! Lung! Ash! ×4

“Ohohoho!
Welcome to EVILS FOREST.
First, would you like to be grilled?
Would you like to be boiled?
Or…Fufufu.
Oh well, be at your leisure.
In the end, down to your bones,
Until there’s nothing left, I. SHALL. EAT. ❤”

An insatiable deadly sin, an end that can’t be seen
The forest’s graveyard is the entrance to madness
Enemies consumed by craving will be destroyed
She’s the chosen woman, the Evil Food Eater

The gardener’s ambitions are too an amusement
Right now we’ll give ourselves over to her
But someday she, too, will be in the stomach
Of the black hearted witch, the Evil Food Eater

Chew it all up!
All of the malice
An eternally undending nightmare
Dark red blood
Is being poured in
The cracked glass

Completely devour it all!
Everything in that world
An eternally unending dinner
Come, let’s begin
Preparation of the
Lost, pitiful intruders

Tirelessly chew it up!
All of the malice
An eternally unending nightmare
Until the day of the ending
That’s bound to come one day,
Let’s continue to party

Abandoned! Cup! Beg! Crawl! Lost! Back! Lung! Ash! ×4

[Graveyard party]

Three phantoms brought forth from the Glass of Conchita.
Greedy trespassers go into their stomachs.

3. moonlit bear

In a dark dark corner of the forest
I picked up red red fruits

These are surely wonderful, wonderful
Presents from God

If I carry them home will we be delighted, I wonder?
Maybe so happy we’ll cry

The moon is very pretty today, isn’t it?
Let’s hurry, hurry to return home

For on a dark night such as this
A scary bear comes out

At long last I’ve found them
Finally I’ve found them
I certain don’t want to do something like
Hand them over to anyone, to anyone

I run through a forest path where flowers bloom
While I’m carrying with me red fruits
If I return like this, he and I
Surely can become happy

Later on however, a bear that
Made a scary face chases me
Please, forgive me
Please overlook me

I knew that in truth, these fruits
Are that bear’s treasures

I run, a wandering run
I won’t hand over my happiness
The bear’s form is illuminated by the moon
Its dark shadow draws closer to me

The correct path is already lost
But still I run, I only run
I cry, the bear was crying too
The two fruits were also crying

At last I finally arrived, at my beloved home
He was kindly smiling, but
He saw the fruit I held
And made a very sad face

“Listen,
Our children are already
Not in this world
Return these children
To their true mother’s side”

Even if reality tore me apart someday
With its fangs and claws
Those warm, kind fruits
I wanted them at any cost

God, with my own hands
I committed an unforgivable sin
“If you do it now you can start over”
He said that, but

“That’s impossible! Because I already…”

Lying down outside the house
Is the corpse of a lone woman

Nearby, full of milk
Was a small glass bottle…

[First episode]

The large number of tragedies of the forest.
Everything began from here.

4. The Last Revolver

Santa gave to me
A revolver with live rounds
I aim at you standing before my eyes

Goodbye, the one I love

If I could do it over
I’d want to go see the summer fireworks festival again
Just the two of us
Sorry, ‘cause I know
That such a thing is already impossible
Because from the beginning, everything between us
Was just too different

Beneath the cherry blossom tree
You met the “evil” me
You were on the side of “justice”

Even so, I came to like you

This isn’t my first time shooting someone
But this is the first time I’ll shoot while crying isn’t it?
Please, because it’s all my fault
Don’t make such a kind face

In spring we met and fell in love
In summer we made a lot of memories
On an autumn night we became one
In winter we marked the end of everything

The hammer raises, my finger on the trigger
My index finger trembles slightly
In the end I said “Sorry”
In the end, you…

If I could do it over
I’d want to go see the summer fireworks festival again
Just the two of us
Don’t worry, because I’m sure
I’ll be able to see you soon
Let’s always be together
That’s something we always said, huh?

[Good-by my lover]

The last “collection piece” whose location we don’t know.
Will this amount to a clue to knowing that? Or just a simple error?

5. Heartbeat Clocktower

The sound of the clocktower’s gears
That is the proof she’s alive
So that this second hand doesn’t stop
Watching over it is “my” role

The former master, a personification of greed
Why couldn’t he notice sooner
That his own sin would ruin himself
One of these days?

The ugly burn marks that remain
On half of her body even now
Etch those two’s memories

Today again there are lost
Pitiful visitors who don’t know anything
Before long they’ll probably be delivered
Into the “Master of the Graveyard”’s stomach

That “girl” pretending to be the lead role
As usual is absorbing herself in selfishness
While the loneliness of having lost her “counterpart”
Shows a little on her face

Just before his death
A solitary man created
That small theater deep in the forest
In that time when it was left behind, it began to ring out
The clockwork lullaby

“Bloodstained scissors”, “Violet katana”
The days we wait for those who have yet to wake
When all the songs have been recited
It appears Utopia will complete

The clock hand stopping
Means the end of herself
The time left in the rusted and chipped gears
Isn’t long

Just before his death
A solitary man created
A small theater deep in the forest
The one acting as curator is the one he loved most
“The Clockwork Doll”

Resolving myself
I gently placed my hand
Into my own left breast and reached in deeply…

My spring resounds
With the gears of the clocktower
And the story begins anew
So that the clock hands don’t stop
Continuing to turn is my role

[Clockwork lullaby4]

The “collection pieces” are respectively starring, and playing minor roles.
For their sake, I just continue to intently write stories.

6. The Tailor of Enbizaka

There was a young woman who was the owner
Of a tailor shop in the corner of Enbizaka
Good-natured, with definite skill
She was a popular girl in the neighborhood

What distressed such a woman
Was her loved one’s infidelity
“While he has someone such as me
He never returns home”

But I have to keep at my work
I tightly grip my scissors in one hand
Sewing scissors inherited from my mother
The more you sharpen, the better they cut

Today the town is like always
Indeed, it’s calm and peaceful as usual
On the main street I chanced upon him
Who the heck is the woman next to him?

In a red kimono that suits her well
He’s affectionate with that lovely woman
Unable to bear walking to that sight
I immediately left that place

But I have to keep at my work
I tightly grip my scissors in one hand
While my cheeks are wet with tears
I work hard to resew a kimono

The town has an uneasy air for some reason
It seems some scandal has occurred
In front of the bridge I chanced upon him
Who the heck is the woman next to him?

With a depressed air about him
He’s nestled against a woman with beautiful hair
That green obi suits her very well
Ahh, that’s the kind of girl you prefer?

But I have to keep at my work
I tightly grip my scissors in one hand
While clearing my red eyes
I work hard to mend an obi

The town has suddenly begun to make a fuss
It seems there was another scandal
At the hairpin store I chanced upon him
Who the heck is the woman next to him?

He was buying an ornate yellow hairpin
For a very young girl
What the heck do you think you’re doing?
You’re really indiscriminate, aren’t you?

But I have to keep at my work
I tightly grip my scissors in one hand
Were the scissors this color before, I wonder?
I work hard today as well

At last I’ve hit a stopping point in my work
If you won’t come to meet me
I’ll go from here to meet you

The red kimono, the green obi
The yellow hairpin, I put it in my hair
I’ve become the kind of woman you prefer~
How is it? Aren’t I beautiful?

Today the whole town is in an uproar
This time a man has been killed
With this, it seems a whole family of four
Has been killed by someone

At any rate, he was a cruel man
“Nice to meet you, good day” and such
Isn’t that like a stranger?
Isn’t that like a stranger

But I have to keep at my work
I tightly grip my scissors in one hand
Sewing scissors stained red
The more you sharpen, the better they cut

[Leviathan slope]

The symbol of envy, the “collection piece”, Kayo’s scissors.
It has filth that won’t come off. But it definitely isn’t rusted.

7. The Lunacy of Duke Venomania

Today again, a lovely woman
Arrives at my side
You, expressing a smile,
Will become my new wife
This power I obtained by a contract
With a forbidden demon
All of the women who see me
Fall into a charm

The man who obtained the power to charm women,
Bringing in women who suit him one by one
To the cellar of the the mansion where he lives alone,
Built up a harem

The flavor of the libido with hidden poison
The pleasure of the thrusted blade
Blood and sweat come together and mix
Before long changing to drops of purple

When the clothes come off and we embrace,
We can never again return to reality

The old portraits I burned,
My abandoned past self
I want to forget that face
That everyone scornfully laughed at
I embrace and kiss
An adorable woman next to me
Yes, she was a former childhood friend
Who made fun of me

Since one day the woman in this country
Before they knew it went to be lost in lust one by one
Separating some people’s wives and some people’s daughters,
They were at a loss

The color of libido stained in darkness,
Unrestrained and infinite lust
The illusions swallow down everything,
Soon I won’t be human

In defiance of god I commit depravity,
This is the night of insanity I wished for

Today again, a lovely woman
Arrives at my side
Come to my chest;
Let’s dance in my harem
I held you who drew close to me; In that instant where I smiled
With a sudden sharp pain,
My chest is stained in blood

A young man who was searching for his vanished love
Determined she was
The mansion where the demon lives
As a woman, the young man drew closer to him
And thrust into the demon a dagger from his breast pocket

Stuck by a dagger with hidden poison
I collapsed then and there
Blood and sweat come together and mix,
before long they’ll change to drops of purple
My arts dissolved, all the women came to their senses
And rushed from the mansion
Looking at me for just a moment,
the last to leave from the mansion was

That childhood friend
Wait!
I haven’t yet told you I love you

[Dance with Asmodeus]

One of the “collection pieces”, the Venom Sword.
The blade bewitchingly shines today too.

8. To You of Few Words

In the afternoon, heading back from shopping
On the short way back home
All you said was just
“Yep” and “that’s true”

Every day it’s become common
For us to be together
With the warmth of your hand in mine
I thought, I guess this is nice

Right now I don’t have any complaints
Towards you of few words either, but
So that I won’t forget these lovely feelings
I have some words I want to hear

I don’t need anything else
I don’t need money either
I think I’d like to go on dates every now and then
I don’t need it 100 times
I’m fine with just once
I want you to put it in words

“I want you to say you love me”

“Let’s talk about something”
It’s true there are times when all I say are complaints
And there are times when
I can’t stand the quiet when we’re alone together

In the end, several days go by
And as the times we’ve shared pile up
I’ve learned we can understand each other
Even without words

We were almost home
Those few words you said
After you had suddenly stopped in place
I’ll remember my whole life

I don’t need anything else
As long as I’m with you
Forgive me a little that I’m bad at cooking
I don’t need words either
That’s what I thought,
But I’m still so happy

“You said you love me”

[His word]

Is this the future or an illusion?

9. The Daughter of White

“I’m sorry for being alive”,
Before I knew it that was my catchphrase
Mine was a dull life
Of saying nothing but complaints
Everyone in my village
Has beautiful green hair
I’m left out
With white hair different from theirs

A millennium tree secretly towers
Over the scenery deep in the forest
When alone here
I made a wish to god
To carry on living in isolation
That’s very lonely
Anyone would be fine
I want someone to become my friend

I met her
Near the millennium tree
She had collapsed and I saved her
That was the beginning
Before I knew it the two of us
Were getting along well
But just about everything
Between me and her was different

She had green hair more beautiful
Than anyone in the village
With her kind voice and smile
She was loved by everyone
Why are you being so kind
To someone like me?
Do you intend on pitying a woman
Who’s inferior to you?

Embracing the abject me
She whispered
“You are more wonderful
Than anyone else”
Tears spilled out

Even if all the people in the world
Scorned and mocked me
There’s someone who needs me
With only that, I was happy

The two of us rushed from the village
And started living in town
It’s an unfamiliar life
But if we’re together it’s alright
The servants of
A rich merchant’s wife
That was the work
We chose for a living

One day on the grounds we happened upon
A handsome, blue haired man
The meeting between he and her
Derailed everything
He was the ruler of a country across the ocean
And, loving her deeply,
He refused the marriage proposal
Of a princess in the neighboring country

The country was engulfed in the horrors of war
The decree the princess made:
“All of the green haired women,
Kill them”

Everyone, everyone
Was lost forever
Except the
White haired me
I should have died
In her place
Why,
Why?

“I’m sorry for being alive”
Before I knew it that was my catchphrase
Mine was a dull life
Of saying nothing but complaints
I began my new livelihood
In a port city’s church
I heard from a rumor on the wind
That in the revolution, the princess died

I met her
Near the church
She had collapsed and I saved her
That was the beginning
Before I knew it the two of us
Were getting along well
But just about everything
Between me and her was different

In the night confessional
When no one was around
By chance I heard her confession
Ah
What does this mean?
She is certainly
-The Daughter of Evil-

At a small harbor on the outskirts of town
She is standing alone
From behind I draw near
From my breast pocket I took out a knife
Pointed it at the princess’ back
And raised it high

I have an apology
I must make to you
In the end I didn’t
Remove your enemy
That girl is the old me
A very very solitary person
To carry on living by yourself
That’s very lonely

She who could do nothing
Became a little more skillful in her cooking
Today’s treat, brioche
Is very deliciously baked

That moment at that beach
For an instant I saw an illusion

Who in the world
Was that boy, I wonder?

[Bystander]

The old millennium tree is dead now,
The new millennium tree just towers over us serenely.

10. Screws, Gears, and Pride

Made in order to create
With the same appearance, in order to be loved equally
I of the serial number “BMD2”
Awoke inside a garbage treatment plant

Again I’ve been thrown here alone
Defective goods aren’t considered necessary
Escape from the basement of “C factory”, the 43rd floor,
Is an impossible thing

“Toys meant to be loved,
Don’t need any individuality”
“A mass produced model is like a mass produced model”
Our existence disturbs that rule
To them, that was an unforgivable thing

Buried in scrap iron
Are screws, gears, and pride
If that’s natural
Why were we born?
Irregular who had gained an ego
Our having met like this
That was the beginning of one miracle
That occurred in an ostentatious world…

I knew of the route going outside
A dilapidated exhaust port without a lock
Why then
Although everyone should know of it
Has no one tried to move?

I knew of the outside world
There isn’t anything good there at all
But you do your best, don’t you?
I’ll consider it, just a little

“Don’t misunderstand
Because this isn’t really for you!”
“Mhm, I know
Thank you very much!”
Come, our battle begins now
From this garbage processing plant to a new world

If we were born normally
Could we have lived happily?
Our defective selves
Can they really not be loved by anyone?
To ascertain that
Now the two of us shall escape from here
The beginning of one adventure
That occurred in an ostentatious world

Eventually you’ll arrive
At many meetings and farewells
Eventually you’ll learn
About many things
What is normal?
Is that the right thing?
But now you should just
Intently continue running

Buried in scrap iron
Are screws, gears, and pride
If that’s natural
Why were we born?
Irregular who had gained an ego
Our having met like this
That was the beginning of one miracle
That occurred in an ostentatious world…

[Another clockwork]

The story of a parallel world that seldom gets mixed up with ours.
Perhaps the yet unstable spring is the cause.

11. Twiright Prank (feat. Kagamine Rin & Len)

At a place with nothing there
I suddenly tripped and burst into tears
It’s alright, this is surely
A prank of the bad twilight

We should return soon
Before it gets dark

At the other end of the sea’s horizon
The demon sweetly sneered
“I’ll put you in
My black stomach, and then let’s play”

We should return soon
Before we’re eaten

The small box
We had hidden in the sandy beach
It’s wrapped in the night’s darkness
It will never be found again

Let’s share the sunset
One half each
I’ll be the day, I’ll be the night
If we join hands, we get an orange sky

The third ring of the bell is
A signal that the demon is awakening
Making a greedy face
It fixes a glance this way

Because I won’t
Give up my snack!

With its stomach empty, the demon
Made a very sad looking face
“Even if I swallowed down the whole world
My stomach won’t get full”

I pity it, so
I’ll share my snack

“Thank you, dear prince
In thanks, I shall covertly
Tell you a small secret
Of this sea”

Let’s share the sunset
One half each
Later I’ll tell you too
The wonderful secret of this sea

Let’s share the sunset
One half each
I’ll be the day, I’ll be the night
If we join hands, we get an orange sky

[Day and Night]

He’s not in this theater anymore.
So if that’s the case whose memory is this?

EVILS FOREST

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