Translation of the song lyrics Hands Of The String Puller - Sigh

Hands Of The String Puller (original)

闇の入り口で、振り返るのなら
まだ遅くはない
For you to rot
力尽き、骨と成り果てて
ただ眠るのなら
You suffer then die
神に祈れ、祈りたくば
破滅さえも、救いならば
祈りの言葉は、呪いへと変わる
何も見えず、音さえなく
闇さえなく、終わりもなく
祈りの言葉は、呪いへと変わる
地獄探しの、不吉な叫びも
耳をふさげば、沈黙へと化す
血で血を注いで、穏れを払い
朽ちた目蓋に、突き刺さる光
光が消え、道も消えて
闇さえなく、終わりもなく
祈りの言葉は、呪いへと変わる
何も見えず、音さえなく
闇さえなく、終わりもなく
祈りの言葉は、呪いへと変わる
悪霊退散 未練がましくも
病魔と成り果て しがみつくのなら
血に刻まれた 憎しみさえも
一切すべてが 無常であるから
Don’t try to run
Forever to be burned
Your time is gone
The past will not return
降りかかる呪い永遠不変で
あるはずもなく
Death is on you
地神、荒神、守らせたもう
集まり給え
Hell is the place!
神に祈れ、祈りたくば
破滅さえも、救いならば
祈りの言葉は、呪いへと変わる
何も見えず、音さえなく
闇さえなく、終わりもなく
祈りの言葉は、呪いへと変わる
悪霊退散 未練がましくも
病魔と成り果て しがみつくのなら
血に刻まれた 僧しみさえも
一切すべてが 無常であるから
Don’t try to run
Forever to be burned
Your time is gone
The past will not return
やがては矢も尽き果て
力なく立ち止まれば
誰もが死に急ぐが
声無くうつむくだけ

Hands Of The String Puller (translation)

If you look back at the entrance to darkness
Not late yet
For you to rot
Exhausted, bones
If you just sleep
You suffer then die
Pray to God and pray
Even ruin, if salvation
The words of prayer turn into a curse
I can't see anything, even no sound
There is no darkness, no end
The words of prayer turn into a curse
Ominous screams in search of hell
If you close your ears, it turns into silence
Pour blood with blood to get rid of the tranquility
Light piercing the decayed eyelids
The light goes out, the road goes out
There is no darkness, no end
The words of prayer turn into a curse
I can't see anything, even no sound
There is no darkness, no end
The words of prayer turn into a curse
Evil spirits disperse
If he becomes a sick and clings to him
Even the hatred in the blood
Because everything is impermanent
Do n’t try to run
Forever to be burned
Your time is gone
The past will not return
The curse that falls forever
There shouldn't be
Death is on you
Earth god, Kojin, let's protect
Get together
Hell is the place!
Pray to God and pray
Even ruin, if salvation
The words of prayer turn into a curse
I can't see anything, even no sound
There is no darkness, no end
The words of prayer turn into a curse
Evil spirits disperse
If you end up clinging to a sickness
Even the monk's stain in the blood
Because everything is impermanent
Do n’t try to run
Forever to be burned
Your time is gone
The past will not return
Eventually the arrows are exhausted
If you stop without power
Everyone rushes to death
Just look down without a voice