They knocked down the stone monument that suppressed the river and woke you up.
Now, the whole town has become your puppets, and my grandma has become a sacrifice for your arrival.
But you've got the wrong person.
In my arms is the "Yellow Soul Soul Book" that grandma exchanged for her life, and in my hand is the Heavenly Compass that can see your feet.
Do you think I'm going to run away? No.
I will dance a sacrificial dance for you, using your nightmares as drums and your yellow clothes as banners.
The road to hell is cold, I'm here to see you off - please, enter hell!
