The thing that keeps me striving,
a thirst,
a hunger,
a non-stop craving.
I guard you,
I would do anything to help you,
I protect your life,
yet I know I will be the one to take it.
But how?
How can I take the life of someone I love?
My master,
my everything,
the one I "live" for,
the only one I want,
the one I spend every day with,
every waking moment.
I would travel across the universe,
risk my own life,
and kill,
just for you,
I would do anything,
and everything,
just as you like.
You are the one that makes me smile,
the one I long to hold,
the one whose soul I desire,
we are bound together,
a sacred agreement,
we are one,
where ever you go,
I shall fallow.
You may get difficult at times,
but I seem to manage,
because I am one hell of a butler,
and what kind of butler would I be if I couldn't serve you?
