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gingerly trudging along this steep mountain path
soaked to the bone, enveloped by darkness
holding a small lantern to guide and light the way
a gently wind, starts to flicker out
suddenly, way ahead, a flame bursts into light
warm, strong and low to the ground
no one is there, no lantern
just this wobbling flame
confused when you are passing by

cursed by Akurojin the bad road‘s god of fire
those who show disrespect
will receive the seeds of death
run away from Akurojin the bad road‘s god of fire
if not, your life will find an end

on the way back home
pasts that strange apparition
with seeds of death inside
unaware that time expired
but there is no escape
suffffering from the disease
that seeds in you
hunted by the flames at night
never forget the mighty light
I was warned to stay away from his sight

And now I will pay the price

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