Welcome, welcome to the Magic Eye Bar, please let me fill your goblet with virgin blood!
Those resentments that grow in the darkness, please be my bright lip gloss!
O sad tears, I want to embellish my slender nails with your light
The angry roar is the endless music lingering in my ears.
Being confused is a living thing. I am the hostess of this bar.
I will fulfill any of your wishes, as long as we are destined; I will avenge you, as long as we are destined
I don't want your money in return, I just want you to crawl at my feet, kiss the soil, and admit that I am your master.
I only want your tempting blood and your abandoned soul.
In the dark night city, there is a legend hidden: Those who are destined will enter a bar called Magic Eye, and the owner there will fulfill any wish for you. However, the legend ends here, but no one knows the last part of the legend.