【AI Song】The Otherworld Express - 幽世急行 - Kakuriyo Kyuko - English version

#aimusic #jrock #folkrock #animesong #malevocals #originalsong #japanesefolklore #darkfantasy #onmyoji This is the English version of a song originally created in Japanese. Listen to the original Japanese version here:    • 【AI Song】幽世急行 - Kakuriyo Kyuko -   I’m not trying to change the song into something completely different for an overseas audience. Rather, I made this version because I love Japanese culture, and I know there are people around the world who feel the same way. If this song reaches someone who enjoys Japanese music, anime-inspired stories, or the atmosphere of Japanese pop culture, I would be very happy. The descendants of onmyoji — traditional Japanese practitioners of divination and spirit work — live quietly in the modern world. At omagatoki, the twilight hour when the boundary between worlds is said to blur, they board a special train to send wandering oni — supernatural beings often described as demons or ogres — back beyond the veil. ＜Lyric＞ The sky turns gold in the hour when spirits stir Footsteps rushing home fill up the station Missing from every timetable An ancient train glides in without a sound No one turns around No one notices it's there Except the heirs of onmyoji blood And beings that are not quite human No other eyes can see this special-grade train Bind the talismans, form the signs Beyond the tightly sealed doors Shadows that abandoned every name Are waiting for us again tonight Demons aren't just creatures out of legend Look—they're hiding just behind the crowd Hatred, anguish, sorrow, every one Quietly devours the human heart That is why we take our blades in hand So that people can remain human And still, we fold our hands when it is done Praying that each soul may be set free Beyond the window, drifting by A town I've never seen, a sunken torii gate At a station where nobody gets off A shadow in a white mask starts to laugh Demons are not monsters from their birth They're what remains when humans cease to be human Cries for help that never reached a soul The wreckage of forgotten wishes Dark emotions piling up and up Until they turn to horns and fangs Beyond the point where I direct my blade Are eyes that once looked on someone with love Even so, we have to carry on Until the morning returns to this town Demons aren't just creatures out of legend They hold their breath right here beside us Hatred, anguish, sorrow, every one Drags another heart into the night That is why we cut the darkness down So that people can believe in one another We fold our hands for souls whose names we never knew Praying that their pain may finally end If someday within my heart A night I cannot banish starts to grow When that day comes, do not hesitate I want your blade to cut me down But at the very end, just once Remember the human being I once was And leave behind One prayer for me Demons aren't just creatures out of legend Their seeds lie sleeping in every heart Hatred, anguish, sorrow, every one There are nights they overflow what we can bear That is why we take our blades in hand Not for the sake of passing judgment But to seek the road from demon back to human Until the final moment comes Somewhere, at some station, platform four Once again the train slides open its doors Past the twilight, toward the boundary world Once more, we ride to guide the demons on