Calm - 'Dear Clementine'

I love the element of surprise which the present offers liberally I love putting one into uncertainty or making them marvel— It makes me feel extra special… For a moment, I will only be a vile monster in their eyes Then suddenly, they will notice I am not there to destroy them They might even begin to feel a tug of trust… Demon or not, it feels good when somebody trusts you Only a human has the capability of trusting a demon It is difficult to surprise a demon, as my victim did so easily to me For humans, every moment of their life can easily become a surprise What marvels me the most is that gleam in a human’s eye when they are in awe I simply love it in children in particular… I have my own world… It is an interesting world, Where I harvest human souls and evaluate them accordingly The souls are not at the least happy there, Which is good for me, because I need their pain as a demon What is fun is that I have made this world in such a way that it can (and will) Be utterly and gloriously destroyed This world is special, and one special human , —the very product of my genius, Will be the one who has the privilege of destroying it… She is a woman, a very modest woman— Frustratingly modest, and good I write this account because that future person now lives— And in a way, she has always lived deep inside of me How happy and excited I am that she has arrived! This very moment I possess her and write these very words Before I avert the light to her, though, I want to talk about my first victim: She is eternally six years old, A bubbly, cute little blonde girl with messy hair, With big blue eyes of pure, piercing astonishment And her name is Clementine I observed her religiously since the day she was born, Soon shunned, abandoned, and put into an orphanage Where she was beaten, lied to, abhorred, envied, and spat on Clementine was the reason I thought up the world This little girl was always in her own little dreamland And it was sad just how everyone put her down for falling into her imagination so much Her only true friend through her hell was this doll she found, Whom she wished with all her heart to be real This sad, attention-starved little orphan touched my heart greatly So, as a demon, I formed a world for her… I began to show myself, and she surprised me with her quick trust I trapped her in the world with her doll, Lila, And promised her that someday, Lila would be human and alive…like her If only she continued to trust me… This she promised wholeheartedly with much optimism As I continued collecting more human souls in this world, Clementine began to see and realize I had trapped her And I admitted my deed to her I trapped her. But though she has been pained by the fact that I keep her there, She still remains hopeful, and this amazes me I am afraid to tell her I am a demon just yet— Though I am sure the souls have given her more than one hint— But the promises I had given to her were going to come to pass… This I vowed upon my own existence…. I have finally found the perfect person to destroy what I have created And I have searched many years to find the perfect Lila, To grant and complete this orphan’s ambitious wish I have finally found Lila—the very spirit and figure of her most beloved doll Too many years, all I have seen from Clementine are those sad smiles That only thinly hide such throbbing pain… I want to see the light of surprise and happiness in her eyes Finally I will get to see that. I’ll be complete knowing she is complete It sounds like a simple desire for a demon, But I have never denied that… I am very odd demon.