I'm the one who has been cast down. One
Who is shunned upon.
Driven to descend to Tori-kami
At the head of mighty River Hi.
Where the lair of The Evil One resides
I direct my sight.
On intruder from the wild lands of Koshi
I will test my might.
Serpent of the eight heads and eight tails,
Eyes of crimson red.
Hills and valleys eight his mighty body spans,
Covering the land.
Ancient as the cliffs of Tojinbo,
Trees grow upon him.
On his ever-hungry belly crawls,
Leaving trails of blood.
Yamata no Orochi!
Heed the call of God of Storm!
As I rise my august sword,
Your heads will fall!
You distill some eight-fold fine liquor,
Build a fence around.
At the gates on platforms you install the vats
Of the brew and wait.
Oh, the wit and cunning of the God of Storm
Brings down many foes.
As Yamata no Orochi is slain down,
Rivers flow with blood.
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