Thread Of Fate

(Verse 1)

In the shadows where the silence creeps,

A whisper crawls and no one sleeps.

Silken strings weave lies and dread,

One wrong move—you’re hanging by a thread.

(Pre-Chorus)

Crimson eyes behind the veil,

A twisted grin, a ghostly trail.

Deals are spun, the web is tight,

Say your name—then say goodnight.

(Chorus)

I pull the strings, I write your fate,

With every step, it's far too late.

Caught in webs you’ll never break,

Your soul’s the price, the toll I take.

Dance for me, my marionette,

The game is on—your move, your bet.

(Verse 2)

Six hands strike, so quick, precise,

A blade, a thread, a roll of dice.

Hope decays where spiders tread,

What’s yours is mine, what’s lost is bled.

(Bridge)

I don’t need to chase or run,

I wait until the prey is done.

A deal, a thread, a deadly game,

You’ll leave this world without a name.

(Final Chorus)

I pull the strings, I seal your fate,

You’re tangled now, it’s far too late.

No gods, no help, no last escape,

Just red and black—and twisted shape.

A final grin, a whispered debt…

You danced my dance.

Checkmate, marionette.