“You mustn’t enter that forest.”

prelude to forest

mothy

1. 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…

2. 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

3. 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,k ill 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?

4. The Frog's and My Love Romance

One day I fell in love
With a small, speckled frog
We met at a deep blue colored spring
Let’s go together to my castle
Can we begin from being friends?
Let’s devour a delicious dinner together

On this beautiful starry night
While gazing at the sky let’s talk about our love

Those big eyes, those wet lips
I just love everything about you
From now on, let’s always snuggle together
And spend time together
If you whisper ribbit ribbit to me
With that lovely, broken voice
Our world will become rose colored

This is my and your love romance

One day you disappeared
I searched but you weren’t anywhere
I cry your name in desperation
While dragging along my long body
I was raspily bawling
Can I never seen you again anymore?

Against my instincts
I had been looking forward to your growing up

But those big eyes, those wet lips
I just love everything about you
If the time came, I loved you to the point of
Wanting to eat you

In a very sad state
I swallowed all of today’s dinner whole
Come to think of it, I guess it does resemble you a little

Before long shall we go out? To that spring

5. The Daughter of Evil ~velvet mix~

Once upon a time
Reigning at the top
Of a fiendish kingdom was
A noble girl of age 14
Luxurious and splendid furnishings
A servant whose face greatly resembled hers
A favorite horse named Josephine
Everything, everything was hers

If there wasn’t enough money
Choke it from the ignorant masses
Those that would oppose me
Completely purge them

“Come, kneel to me!”

The flower of evil sweetly blooms
With brilliant color
The pitiful weeds around her
Indeed, they’ll turn to nourishment and rot away

The tyrant princess was in love with
A blue man of across the sea
Though he fell in love at first sight
With a green woman in the neighboring country
The princess, mad with jealousy
One day summoned her cabinet minister
And said in a quiet voice
“Send to ruin the kingdom of green”

Many houses reduced to ashes
Many lives disappearing
The suffering people’s lamentations
Don’t reach the princess

“Oh, it’s tea time”

The flower of evil sweetly blooms
With maddening color
Although it’s a very lovely flower
Indeed, there are too many thorns to touch it

To overthrow the evil princess
At last the people rose up
Leading the disorderly mob was
A female swordsman in red armor
Their rage accumulated in conviction
Wrapped up the whole country
Soldiers tired from the long war
Weren’t a threat

Finally they surrounded the palace
The retainers escaped
The adorable and lovely princess
At last was captured

“You insolent thug!”

The flower of evil sweetly blooms
With colors that seem sad
The paradise for her
Indeed will collapse, brittle and transient

Once upon a time
There was a noble girl of age 14
Who reigned at the top
Of a fiendish kingdom
The time of her execution was 3 PM
A time when church bells would ring
That person who was called princess
What did they think, alone in jail?

Finally that time arrived
The bells signaling the end ring
Without taking notice of the crowd
She said

“Oh, it’s tea time”

The flower of evil pitifully scatters

With brilliant color
Afterwards, people will say
Indeed, she was certainly the Daughter of Evil

6. The Servant of Evil ~velvet mix~

You are the princess, I am a servant
Fate divided, miserable twins
I’ll protect you, if it’s for that
I will even become evil

We were born in high expectations
Blessed by the church bells
By the arbitrary circumstances of adults
Our futures were split into two

Even if all the world
Becomes your enemy
Because I will protect you
You should keep on smiling

You are the princess, I am a servant
Fate divided, miserable twins
I’ll protect you, if it’s for that
I will even become evil

While on an outing to the neighboring country
In town I happened upon that green haired girl
I fell in love at first sight
With that kind voice and smile

But if the princess
Asks me to erase that girl
I shall answer that
Why? These tears won’t stop

You are the princess, I am a servant
Fate divided, maddened twins
“Today’s treat is brioche”
You laugh, you innocently laugh

This country may end very soon
At the hands of its crazed people
If it’s said this is our punishment
I shall take it upon myself to oppose it

“Look, I’ll loan you my clothes”
“Wear them and escape immediately”
“It’s alright, we’re twins.”
“I’m sure no one will know”

I am the princess, you are a fugitive
Fate divided, sorrowful twins
If it’s said that you’re evil
Then that same blood runs in me too

Once upon a time
I had a very precious sibling
Who reigned at the top
Of a fiendish kingdom

Even if all the world
Becomes your enemy
Because I will protect you
Keep smiling somewhere

You are the princess, I am a servant
Fate divided, miserable twins
I’ll protect you, if it’s for that
I will even become evil

If only we could be reborn
Let’s play again then, okay?

7. regret message ~velvet mix~

At a small harbor on the outskirts of town is a girl standing alone
At this sea there’s a secret tradition from long ago

“Put in a small bottle your wish written on parchment
If it’s set adrift in the sea, one of these days your wish might bear fruit”

It floats away, a small glass bottle; a message with a wish put in
Beyond the horizon it silently disappears

Although you always did everything for me
I was always nothing but selfish and inconvenienced you

You who granted my wishes for me, because you’re already gone
So I will deliver my feelings to this sea

It floats away, a small wish with tears and a little regret
The realization of my sin was always after everything was over

It floats away, a small glass bottle; a message with a wish put in
Beyond the horizon it silently disappears

It floats away, a small wish; with tears and a little regret
“If only we could be reborn…

music & lyric: mothy
illustration: Suzunosuke

When the “Collector” visited for the first time,
There had been a small private house there
He erected in that spot
A small theater furnished with a clocktower

When he demolished the private house,
He discovered two bleached skeletons
He created a graveyard next to the theater
And gave them a proper burial

The wineglass…
The spoon…
The doll…
The mirrors…

The scissors…
The sword…

What? There’s one missing?