12 August 2012
Tomino Hell is a Japanese legend that if you read it aloud they say you will become cursed. I have no idea if the English version is safe or not to read:
The older sister vomits blood, the younger sister spits fire. Cute little Tomino spits treasured gold. Tomino died alone and fell into hell. Hell, darkness, with no flowers. Is it Tomino's older sister who whips? The number of red welts is worrisome. Whipping and beating and pounding. The path to eternal hell is only one way. Beg into guidance into the darkness of silence. From the golden sheep, from the nightingale. How much is left in the leather bag. Prepare for the endless journey into hell. Spring comes and into the woods and valleys, Seven turn in the dark valley of hell. In the eyes is a nightingale, in a cart a sheep. In the eyes of Tomino there are tears. Cry, nightingale, for the woods and the rain. Voicing your love for your sisters. The echo of your cry howls through hell. And the blood red flower blooms. Through the seven valleys and mountains of hell, And a blood red flower blooms. Through the seven mountains and valleys of hell. Cute Tomino travels alone. To welcome you to hell. The glimmering spikes of the needled mountain Stick fresh puncture in the flesh. As a sign to cute Tomino.
Tomino Hell • Opuss № I