【Touhou Lyrics】 Gensokyo Millennium ~ History of the Moon

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Published on July 8, 2019 2:11:03 AM ● Video Link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CkAOHBANXRM

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Moon (2009)

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Eirin's theme. ...Time is the medicine that heals all wounds, but every medicine has side effects. This feels like an appropriate message for the doctor who created the elixir of immortality, the literal drug of time.

Based on the song's title, I thought it should tell a story. For Eirin, and for the princess who drank her elixir, the entire eternal night incident is one of its ongoing side effects, so that's what the story is about. Eirin speaks with a stern air that lays out just how much knowledge she possesses of everything going on in the past, present, and future, truly the brain of the moon.

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Touhou Project 08, Imperishable Night
Eirin Yagokoro: "Gensokyo Millennium ~ History of the Moon"
Original music by ZUN.
English lyrics and fandub vocals by me.
Art from the official art book, The Grimoire of Marisa.

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Time heals a wound, yes, time heals a wound
As waxing restores each piece of the moon.
Stored in a jar and poured on a spoon,
Yes, time is the drug which heals you...

"Given enough time in the equation,
a nigh impossibility becomes a certainty.
...But remember, every drug has side effects."

Long ago... the capital suffered peace,
Caged so, with no manner of release.
At the peak, a princess uncontained by mortal age
Wished for more than life on the moon could be.

With her crime, she motioned to take a stand,
Holding time so firmly within her hand.
By a sinner's guidance, she was torn from the stage,
Too impure to live in the purest land.

Born again, from earth to reside on earth,
Many men would stumble to grasp her worth.
From her heart, she listened to the ever-present call:
Living free, defying her own rebirth.

Beckoned back, that capital soon rise:
An attack which called for a new disguise.
To escape from jail to jail was no escape at all,
But of course... the past never dies.

Haughty of manner, raising a banner, even when there is no war to cry:
Those who would disrupt the order simply must die.

Once and once more, you'll see such a war, now right before your eyes:
History happens, twice upon a time.

Hear the bamboo swaying,
See the rabbits playing
From their cages stray and join the bitter fraying.
Still the night is staying,
Endlessly delaying.
Longing for the day, the maidens will be praying...

Time moves swiftly as the arrow flies...
Point to point, leaving trails of stars to mark the skies.
Moving sooner than you realize to an end...

Time moves slowly through the crimson eyes...
Distant memories recede into a past of lies.
Trace back many generations now and pretend...

So this evening's secrets leave you wide awake.
Swallow whole, for it's such a bitter pill to take,
Never seen within a thousand years, but today...

Trusting vision is a fool's mistake.
You who hunt for the path shall have a choice to make.
Seize some meaning in a world of fake, so the lost girl finds her way.

Impeccably between lie and truth, the image hangs,
Spurs the beast of the night to bare her wicked fangs.
Just this once, we soldiers change the plans. As the moon shines, shall we play?

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