Verse I
Hush now, child of borrowed time,
Your thread begins in hands like mine.
I see the dawn you’ll never meet,
I feel the end beneath your feet.
Golden strands in midnight sewn,
Every choice already known.
You breathe, you fight—yet all the same,
Your story whispers Moirea’s name.
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Pre-Chorus
I do not rule with blade or crown—
I pull one thread, and empires drown.
So bow your soul, don’t be afraid,
You walk the path I have already made.
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Chorus
I am the gilded fate you chase,
The hand that shapes your dying grace.
Divine in truth, in shadow dressed—
Your life, your death, upon my chest.
I weave the stars, decide your breath,
A holy hymn in silk and death.
Sweet child, your struggle comes too late—
You dance within my weave of fate.
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Verse II
Mortals pray to gods for light,
But pray to me when ends ignite.
My touch is warm, my mercy cold,
A lover’s hand in black and gold.
Your lies unravel when I smile—
I’ve watched you break across the mile.
Do not pretend you stand alone—
Your future bends before my throne.
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Pre-Chorus 2
I lift a thread, your triumph dies.
I drop a stitch, a kingdom cries.
So hush—your destiny is mine,
A masterpiece in gold design.
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Chorus
I am the gilded fate you chase,
The hand that shapes your dying grace.
Divine in truth, in shadow dressed—
Your life, your death, upon my chest.
I weave the stars, decide your breath,
A holy hymn in silk and death.
Sweet child, your struggle comes too late—
You dance within my weave of fate.
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Bridge (whispered, seductive)
All threads return to me…
All endings bend to me…
I do not choose—I am the choice,
The silent law, the golden voice.
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Final Chorus
I am the gilded fate you chase,
The shadow love you can’t erase.
My hands are silk, my heart divine—
Your mortal thread entwines with mine.
In every birth, in every death,
In every stolen, sacred breath—
Remember this, for it is true:
Fate never ends…
It only returns to you.
