My sweet Ciel, Eyes of blue,
What kind of person is deep within you?
The one not coated in layers of hate,
No one could save you; for it was too late.
anda gave your soul for a demon slave,
pahit sweet revenge is all that anda crave,
But there was a time when anda were sweet,
Until death and despair anda had to meet.
My dear Ciel, With a broken smile,
You're happiness only lasted awhile.
Your jantung broken that can never heal,
Gave away your soul for a silly deal.
anda think Sebastian cares for you,
I'm sorry but that was never true,
He's wanted your soul from the very start,
Wanted to devour it and rip anda apart.
My dear Ciel, How does it feel,
To know that demons are actually real,
No one could save anda and now it's too late,
Never can anda enter through heavens gate.
You're mother and father killed oleh a fire,
Revenge is all anda crave and desire,
A butler to help anda with you're every need,
But he is only blinded oleh burning greed.
Life to anda was just a game of chess,
anda wanted the most and nothing left,
So in the end; Did anda stand atau fall?
Did the fragile king lose it all?
My dear Ciel, I always knew,
You're eyes should be red.
Instead of blue.
What kind of person is deep within you?
The one not coated in layers of hate,
No one could save you; for it was too late.
anda gave your soul for a demon slave,
pahit sweet revenge is all that anda crave,
But there was a time when anda were sweet,
Until death and despair anda had to meet.
My dear Ciel, With a broken smile,
You're happiness only lasted awhile.
Your jantung broken that can never heal,
Gave away your soul for a silly deal.
anda think Sebastian cares for you,
I'm sorry but that was never true,
He's wanted your soul from the very start,
Wanted to devour it and rip anda apart.
My dear Ciel, How does it feel,
To know that demons are actually real,
No one could save anda and now it's too late,
Never can anda enter through heavens gate.
You're mother and father killed oleh a fire,
Revenge is all anda crave and desire,
A butler to help anda with you're every need,
But he is only blinded oleh burning greed.
Life to anda was just a game of chess,
anda wanted the most and nothing left,
So in the end; Did anda stand atau fall?
Did the fragile king lose it all?
My dear Ciel, I always knew,
You're eyes should be red.
Instead of blue.