CHAPTER ONE
Translation: Missing part of a beautiful soul

can i have my control on anything my king?
block that fear of thy and deem the life i could bring
i am enthusiastic on destroying the whole humanity
trust me, i'll you show you the life with glory

the sensation of magic and the foolishness of any mortal
i said don't look at me in the eye so you can't enter the portal
that's the only gate to make you in demise without mercy
no one will see and  no one will pity

one by one i will show you how powerful Belle Âme
you'll fall for my charm and be killed with my slam
the killer me as Belle Âme without any notice
no one grasp the logic, so everyone will be punished

An introduction to the poetry.
Translation: Missing part of a beautiful soul

alluring young lady born yet cursed
with the ability to make emotions at worse
she was force to be the eye of the devil
hurt the inoccent and be thy rebel

she said once that 'don't look in the eye'
but one has the courage to exert but didn't die
unpredicted matter ensued rapidly
then the revelation itself changed the prophecy

a mortal risen and asked the soul
for affection and the inner you had stole
the magic that can turn thee into something magical
a real life warmth and thou art as a phenomenal

but the soul demanded to change the whole history
would she refuse the devil and accept the redamacy?
it says, 'missing part of a beautiful soul'
can moral fight for her and achieve his goal?

i roam around ***** brains
thinking that they aren't clean
i soak them horrifying imaginations
brought them to my scary world

they're frightened but i never spared
they need punishment 'cause they weren't scared
all they did was to distract humanity
those ****** hypothesis that brought them to theory

i am a ghost travelling your brain
reading all your thoughts, cleaning all the stain
all the conscience remain
i will make it blank, i will make it plain

for i am the midnight phantom,
i am scary and filled with gloom
but why human your infamy of the earth?
i prayed for the gods, that you'll never be rebirth

reverse--

As flower,
very ugly
don't think that you're
beautiful
from losing your mind
soar
once more on the cold floor
don't glide
die now
said he.

stop living your life like you're in some kind of movie
where you don't need to make effort to change somebody
maybe it isn't what happened where you are in the urge of living life
you need to make decision though it's difficult as it is a strife
the need to accept the fact that a decision can lead to some conclusion
where guilt, hatred, and confusion are not required for prevention
climb up the ladder without the stairs, where flying is part of your mind
where you can keep in your history that life is blind
make that living on to something above imagination
though it's hard to take stairs, you need information to change the situation
trust yourself and never into somebody's relation
since it can distract and make the decision into some explanation

❝ everything is made from everything else
to the geniuses who made my existence complicated
to the humans whose destroying earth
to the sun whose bringing gleam across stars
it all circles around the finite life people lead
regardless on how we live, we breathe the same air
maybe in some kind of situation we encountered gold
but in actuality it's just a metal whose goal is to sense greed
for the mortals who craved for wealth
look them in the eye, ask the deep pockets.
if money is rolling, would they be pleasured?
start asking questions until they struggle to perfect your life
there must be a reason why you hide away from the ground
those forces are merely an illusion
they create cruelty to make people escape the realm of reality
tell me, why are you craving for wealth? ❞