歌詞

When red spider lilies opened wide beneath the funeral moon

A shrine knight rode in white and steel through fields where dead winds cried

Her prayer blade drank the lantern light, her sleeves were wet with rain

For hungry demons clawed from death to steal the sleeping names

The temple bells were far behind, the village fires were gone

She heard the mothers whisper prayers beside the river stones

If tender hymns could not seal shut the road from nether shore

Then steel would sing with tears and flame to guide the lost ones home

Bloom, red spider lily, bloom, and crown my blade with fire

I will hunt the demons down where sorrow lights the road

Shrine knight, ride on, ride on, through the storm of nameless graves

Let every falling flower burn for souls who lost their dawn

I cut the night so broken hearts may sleep beyond the rain

Even if my voice should break, this vow will never fade

Bloom, red spider lily, bloom, my tears become the flame

Across the ashen meadow rose the fiends in funeral masks

Their claws were black with stolen dreams, their mouths were full of names

But in the wind she heard her brother calling from the grave

And all her fear became a star inside the blade

The demon lord wore temple gold and smiled with stolen breath

He promised her a gentle life beyond the haunted plain

She answered with a single tear bright as a morning spark

No peace is mine while children cry where death flowers guard the dead

Bloom, red spider lily, bloom, and wake my blade with fire

I will hunt the demons down where sorrow turns to song

Shrine knight, ride on, ride on, through the storm of weeping graves

Let every sacred flower rise and pierce the gate of death

I cut the curse so nameless souls may dream beneath the dawn

Even if my life is ash, this vow will never fade

Bloom, red spider lily, bloom, my prayer becomes the flame

I wanted only bells at dusk and lanterns by the shrine

Not this road of blood where mercy wears a sword

But if the dead still call beyond the flowers by the river

I will become the prayer that cuts the dark apart and opens morning

Bloom, red spider lily, bloom, behold her blade ascending

Through the storm, through the grave, the shrine knight rides on

Every demon falls in fire, every lost soul lifts its face

Every flower by the river shines like dawn upon the dead

She bleeds, but still she sings, she breaks, but still she saves

No hell can hold the names she carries in her wounded heart

Shrine knight, ride on, ride on, beyond the gates of sorrow

Let the dead sleep, let the living see the morning

Bloom, red spider lily, bloom, her vow will burn forever through all time, in every soul she saved