Hill of 26 WEST SCAPE

1597. Winter.
Listen close. This ain't some twisted fiction...
This is Japanese history.
Power, conspiracy, and a fabricated cause.
History demanded a blood-stained sacrifice.
...26 souls, sinking on the hill of Nishizaka.

Stormy seas, the San Felipe washed ashore, a massive trigger
"Missionaries are the vanguard!"—the fake rumor getting bigger
The ruler's wrath, a political game, searching for the prey to blame
Monks and magistrates, tangled in hate, 26 victims sealing their fate
Snitches and betrayal, names written on the list
They were only praying, but labeled with a sin that didn't exist
Preaching in public? Was that the fatal flaw?
Even 12-year-old kids caught in the jaws of this dystopic law!
Yeah, this is Japan's dark past, a system built to crush!

26 Scapegoats! Forced to bear the heavy cross!
26 Scapegoats! Nishizaka hill, the Calvary of total loss!
A display of power, unreasonable targets on the street!
Left ears sliced off, dragged through the dirt and the sleet!
But the light in their eyes? It never faded away!
Staring death in the face, they didn't break, they didn't sway!
(Grimey synth slide) 26... The Ultimate Scapegoat.

Freezing winter cold, Kyoto to Nagasaki, 800-kilometer death march
Rocked in wooden oxcarts, a tragic spectacle under the arch
But their minds? Unchained, couldn't be bound by the state
Ludovico, Antonio, innocent faces accepting their fate
"Where is my cross?" Asking with a crazy grace!
Not fearing the end, welcoming it right in the oppressor's face!
Paulo Miki spitting truth straight from the wood
"No hatred for the King, I forgive you all," understood?!
Your "justice" is a panopticon, we stepping to the next dimension! (Paraiso!)

Set-up traps. International schemes. Religious friction.
The 26 paid the ultimate price for this twisted fiction.
Power always preys on the weak, making them the scapegoat.
But who did history immortalize? Take a bloody note.

Spears thrust from both sides, piercing through the chest!
A silent drama, laying their mortal bodies to rest!
Raining blood on the hill, echoes of the screams!
But the hymns of praise ring forever in our dreams!

26 Scapegoats! Forced to bear the heavy cross!
26 Scapegoats! Nishizaka hill, the Calvary of total loss!
A display of power, unreasonable targets on the street!
Left ears sliced off, dragged through the dirt and the sleet!
But the light in their eyes? It never faded away!
Staring death in the face, they didn't break, they didn't sway!
(Grimey synth slide) 26... The Ultimate Scapegoat.

The ultimate sacrifice.
Who is the real sinner in this Japanese history?
The games of power never end.
But the blood on that hill... it's never gonna dry.
(Only the sound of a cold wind remains, ending abruptly in dead silence.)



An unknown couple made scapegoats by those in power. As one of those who have received the invisible baton they left behind, I dedicate this heavy beat to them.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/26_Martyrs_of_Japan