Looking up to the stars
Wondering how long until I'll reach places afar
To others my life has been a mystery
The only one who knows the whole truth is me
Will I open up? Will I ever know the truth love?
Will I ever get to feel the touch from the the clouds above?
Looking at the stars
Two people fill my mind
And lately I've thought of them all of the time
One hair that is of a crow, with eyes of rubies
The other hair like that of a snowy winter, with eyes of green grass touched with morning dew
Both have claimed me as their own
As if I was a stray without a home
Who to choose?
The one who is to laughter as a drunk is to booze
Or the one whose master's life over his own is the one that he would rather choose
Which one would set my life on the best ride?
Demon or Shinigami?
My conflicted heart cannot decide...
Should I give my love to:
The heart of Sebastian's or Undertaker's side?