Gwishin
richardheadPosted on August 17, 2026 at 6:39 PM
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[A Gwishin (귀신) is the restless soul or ghost of a deceased human in traditional Korean folklore and shamanic belief (Muism) that remains trapped in the mortal realm due to unfulfilled desires, sudden trauma, or deep-seated resentment known as Han (한). Unlike entity-based spirits like the Dokkaebi, a Gwishin is the lingering spirit of an actual person who died under tragic or unjust circumstances—such as murder, drowning, or dying unmarried—preventing them from passing peacefully into the afterlife. Typically portrayed as floating entities wearing white mourning attire (Sobok) with long, disheveled black hair covering their faces, Gwishin are categorized into distinct types such as the vengeful unmarried female Cheonyeo Gwishin, the aquatic Mul Gwishin, or the faceless, cursed Dalgyal Gwishin. Because their presence brings misfortune, cold drafts, and illness to the living, traditional Korean culture relies on ancestral memorial rites (Jesa) or elaborate shamanic exorcism rituals (Gut) performed by a Mudang to resolve the spirit's grievances and guide it toward final rest.] Pale skin drifting through the choking space
No noise follows to this cursed place
Shrouded in white cloth from the funeral bed
No pulse beating in the unburied head
Long black strands dragging on the floor
Dripping cold grease through the iron door
Eye sockets hollow, staring through the boards
Driven by a rage that no god affords
Unburied grudge! Unbroken chain!
Screaming in agony, fed by the pain!
It drags its shroud across the mud!
Hungry for vengeance, thirsting for blood!
Han! It festers in the black soil deep!
Han! It stalks you while the living sleep!
The white burial it comes to claim its toll!
Tearing through the flesh to devour the soul!
No resting place! No grave to bind!
It leaves a bloody trail for the living to find!
Tear it down! Feed the dark!
Leaves no shadow, leaves no mark!
Tear it down! Feed the dark!
Drag you under, rip you apart!
Shadows twist wrong when the candle dies
Knuckles turn to needles under moonless skies
She floats inches over rotten oak planks
Screaming out vengeance on the living ranks
Skin like salt, teeth sharp like nails
Carving through the throat while the victim wails
It doesn't walk, it floats without a footfall
Splitting open jaws to consume them all
Unburied grudge! Unbroken chain!
Screaming in agony, fed by the pain!
It drags its shroud across the mud!
Hungry for vengeance, thirsting for blood!
Han! It festers in the black soil deep!
Han! It stalks you while the living sleep!
The white burial it comes to claim its toll!
Tearing through the flesh to devour the soul!
No resting place! No grave to bind!
It leaves a bloody trail for the living to find!
Tear it down! Feed the dark!
Leaves no shadow, leaves no mark!
Tear it down! Feed the dark!
Drag you under, rip you apart!
Unresolved!
Unresolved! Unforgiven!
Ripped apart from the world of the living!
Drowned in the ditch! Left in the cold!
Now it turns your blood into ice and mold!
STARE INTO THE DARK!
STAY