/There are loved ones in the glory Whose dear forms you often miss. When you close your earthly story, Will you join them in their bliss?/
Ciel sighed and looked out the window, his thoughts far off from the Phantomhive Manor where he resided. He couldnt help but think of his family. Were they happy where they were..? Or were they hurting..?
Would he ever be able to see them again? No, where he was going it was foolish to think that he could ever be where his family lived now.
/Will the circle be unbroken By and by, by and by? Is a better home awaiting In the sky, in the sky?/
Would getting his revenge even break this cycle of killing or would it just bring more pain..? Why was he asking all of this now? His revenge was all that he had left now.. If his anger was extinguished the person who stood here now wouldn't exist. But none of this would bring back those that he had lost..
For when something was truly lost one could never get it back. Ciel had learned this the hard way.
/In the joyous days of childhood Oft they told of wondrous love Pointed to the dying Saviour; Now they dwell with Him above./
The bluenette could still remember all the times that he had played outside with his family, looking forward to each day that his father would come home.
Would he ever be able to fill the void his heart was left with..? Or was this it..? Was he just this angry hollow being? Revenge and anger was all he had..This was truly what he had become.. He had entrusted his soul to a demon.
Did god create him just to be a play thing..?
To be tortured..?
/Will the circle be unbroken By and by By and By Is a better home awaiting In the sky In the sky?/
Ciel sighed and stood up, walking to the window to look at the garden he used to play in as a child.
It was now nothing more than a painful reminder of what once was. Just like the branding mark seared into his skin..
He would forever have the mark of the noble beast..Funny since he didnt feel all that noble..
/You remember songs of heaven Which you sang with childish voice. Do you love the hymns they taught you, Or are songs of earth your choice?/
He wondered idly what god could want from him in this sick game called life..
He had gone to church and behaved so what had he done to deserve this?
"These bloody thoughts dont help anything..So why am I dwelling..?" He mumbled to himself.
/You can picture happy gath'rings Round the fireside long ago, And you think of tearful partings When they left you here below./
The memories of the ones he lost plagued him everyday. Of the day that he lost them all..Would the pain ever stop?
Would this seemingly endless circle of pain ever end? The answer was unknown...
Why did he care anyway? It's not like he had long left to live anyway. He needed to focus on his revenge instead of turning soft. It was too late to start caring now.
/One by one their seats were emptied. One by one they went away. Now the family is parted. Will it be complete one day/
Now all that Ciel had left was himself. He was now the head of the family and he couldnt disgrace it by acting this way...
He took one last look at the family picture on his desk before walking out of the study.