๋ณ‘๊ณผ ์•…๊ณผ ๊ท€ ill evil ghost, 2016

๋ชจ๊ณ„๋กœ๋ถ€ํ„ฐ ์˜ค๋Š” ์ด์•ผ๊ธฐ๋ฅผ ๋“ค๋ ค์ฃผ์„ธ์š”. ๋ณด์ง€๋„ ๋ชปํ•œ ๋‚ด ์™ธํ• ๋จธ๋‹ˆ๊ฐ€ ๋ณด๊ณ  ์‹ถ์–ด์š”. / ๊ทธ ์ฒ˜์ž ์ด๋ชฉ๊ตฌ๋น„๊ฐ€ ํผ์งํ•˜๊ณ  ๊ณฑ์ƒํ–ˆ์ง€. ๋…ธ๋ž˜๋„ ๊ณง์ž˜ ๋ถ€๋ฅด๊ณ  ๊ทธ๋ฆผ๋„ ์ž˜ ๊ทธ๋ ธ์–ด. ๊ทธ ๋ผ๋ฅผ ํŽผ์น˜์ง€ ๋ชปํ•ด ๊ทธ ๊ธธ๋กœ ๊ฐ€๋ฒ„๋ ธ์–ด. ํ—ˆ์—ฌ๋ฉ€๊ฑด ํ•˜๊ฒŒ ์—ผ์ฆ์ด ๋‚ฌ์ง€. ๊ธˆ์„ ๋งŒ์ง€๋˜ ๋„ค ํ”ผ๋Š” ์ฒญ์‚ฐ๊ฐ€๋ฆฌ๋ฅผ ๋งˆ์‹œ๊ณ  ์ฃฝ์—ˆ๊ณ , ๋˜ ๋‹ค๋ฅธ ํ”ผ๋Š” ์ฅ์•ฝ์„ ๋งˆ์‹œ๊ณ  ์œ„๊ฐ€ ๋…น์•„์„œ ์„œ์„œํžˆ ์ฃฝ์–ด๋‚ฌ์ง€. ์ฃฝ๊ณ  ๋˜ ์ฃฝ์—ˆ์–ด. ๊ทธ๊ฒŒ ๊ผญ ํ”ผ์–ด๋‚˜๋Š” ๊ฒƒ์ฒ˜๋Ÿผ. / ๋Œ์„ ๋‚จ๊ธฐ๊ณ  ๊ฐ”์–ด. ๊ฐ€์ง„ ๊ฒŒ ๋Œ ๋ฟ์ด๋‹ˆ ๋Œ๋งŒ ๊ฐ€๋“ ๋‚จ๊ฒผ๋„ค. ๊ทธ๊ฒŒ ๋„ค ๋ณดํ˜ธ์ˆ˜์•ผ. ๊ณ„์ง‘์•  ๋ณ€๋‘๋ฆฌ์— ๋ณ•๋„ ๋ฐ”๋žŒ๋„ ์•„๋‹Œ, ๋Œ์ด ๊ตด๋Ÿฌ๋‹ค๋…€. / ๋ชจ๊ณ„๋กœ๋ถ€ํ„ฐ ์˜ค๋Š” ๊ฒƒ. ๊ทธ ๋Œ์ด ๋ณ‘๊ณผ ์•…๊ณผ ๊ท€์•ผ. / (๋ฐ˜๋ณตํ•œ๋‹ค) ๋ณ‘๊ณผ ์•…๊ณผ ๊ท€์•ผ.
์ œ ์•„๋น„๊ฐ€ ์˜ˆ์ˆ˜๋ฅผ ๋งŒ๋‚ฌ๋„ค. ๊ทธ ์†๊ธธ์— ์ž๊ธฐ๊ฐ€ ๊ฑด์‹คํ•ด์กŒ์–ด. / ๋„ค ์—„๋งˆ์ด์ž ์–ธ๋‹ˆ์ธ ์ž์˜ ์ž๊ถ์„ ์•—์•„๊ฐ„๋‹ค. ๊ธฐ์›์„ ๋ฒ ์–ด๊ฐ„๋‹ค. ๊ณ„์ง‘์• ์•ผ, ๋„ˆ๋Š” ์ด์ œ ๊ณ ์•„์•ผ. / ์•„๋น„์˜ ํŒ” ์œ„์—” ๋ฌผ๊ธฐ๋‘ฅ์ด ๋š๋š ๋–จ์–ด์ง€๋„ค. ์ฃผ๋ฆ„์ง„ ์–ผ๊ตด์—์„œ ๋–จ์–ด์ง€๋˜ ๊ฒƒ๊ณผ ๊ฐ™์€ ๊ฒƒ์ด์•ผ. ๊ฐ€๋ญ„์ด ์˜ค๊ธธ ๊ธฐ๋„ํ•˜๋ ด. ๋ฌผ์ด ๋งˆ๋ฅผ ํ‹ˆ์ด ์—†์–ด์„œ ๋ฟŒ๋ฆฌ๊ฐ€ ๋ฌธ๋“œ๋Ÿฌ์ง€๋„ค. / ์ƒ์€ ์™œ ๊ฐ„์‚ฌํ•œ๊ฐ€์š”. ์ฃฝ์Œ์— ๋‹น๋„ํ•œ ์–ผ๊ตด๋งŒ ๋งŽ๊ณ  ์ฃฝ์Œ์˜ ์–ผ๊ตด์ด ์—†์–ด์š”. ๋‚ด ์‚ถ์—๋Š” ์ €์ฃผ๋งŒ ๋ถ™์–ด์žˆ์–ด์š”. ๋‚˜๋Š” ๋‚ฑ๋‚ฑ์ด ์ €์ฃผํ•  ๊ฑฐ์˜ˆ์š”. / ์ง์Šน์˜ ๋ˆˆ, ๋น„ํŠธ๋Š” ์žฌ์ฃผ, ์ฑ„์ƒ‰ํ•˜๋Š” ๊ธฐ๋ฅ˜. ๋ณ‘์‚ฌ, ๋„ค ํ”ผ๊ฐ€ ์ง€๋‚˜๊ฐ„ ์ž๋ฆฌ๋“ค. / ์กฐ๋ฅธ๋‹ค. ๋ชฉ์„ ์กฐ๋ฅธ๋‹ค. ๋ฌด๊ฒŒ๋งŒ ๋‚จ๋Š” ๊ฒƒ์ด๋‹ค.

Tell me a story from your maternal line. I miss my maternal grandmother whom I have never seen. / That woman had big and pretty features. She sang well and drew well. She couldnโ€™t show off her talents, so she went her own way. She was so dirty and inflamed. Your blood that touched gold drank cyanide and died, and another blood drank rat poison and her stomach melted and she slowly died. She died and died again. Just like it bloomed. / She left behind stones. All she had was stones, so she left behind only stones. That is your protective tree. In the outskirts of a girl, stones roll around, not in the sun or wind. / Coming from your maternal line. Those stones are sickness, evil, and ghosts. / (Repeats) Sickness, evil, and ghost.
My father met Jesus. He became healthy with his touch. / He takes away the womb of your mother and sister. He cuts off the origin. Girl, you are an orphan now. / On your fatherโ€™s arm drips a column of water. The same as when it dripped from his wrinkled face. Pray for a drought. The roots wither because the water has no room to dry. / Why is life so treacherous? There are only faces that have reached death, and there is no face of death. My life is filled with curses. I will curse them all. / The eyes of a beast, the talent of biting, the air that colors. Soldier, the places where your blood has passed. / It strangles. It strangles. Only the weight remains.