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The Cursed Chain
All is not fine
Were all cursed
Linked in a secret line
Bonds broken by mistrust
Pain of mind,By memories
Coming everyday
By the way of unending tears
And in visions of secret fears
thoughts that should bind us
Break us
We were chosen upon our first cries
The curse that linkes us
In our blood flies