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The thread is already cut. 🩸🪡 THE FATES is an ancient ritual song inspired by the three eternal voices that decide the length, weight, and end of every life. They do not argue. They do not explain. They do not forgive. Driven by slow chants, cold strings, and a solemn ceremonial atmosphere, this song gives voice to what cannot be escaped — only accepted. 🩸 Destiny without mercy 🌑 Ancient judgment 🪡 The end is never sudden Listen in stillness. The decision has already been made. — Song of the Ancients ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ 🎧 LYRICS ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ We were here before the first breath Before the first cry learned its name We were here before the first breath Before the first cry learned its name No light was promised, no path was chosen Only the thread and the blade One hand begins what cannot return One hand measures the weight of days One hand waits in endless silence Until mercy decays Born in silence, bound in time Every step already known You call it chance, you call it will We call it stone The thread is already cut Do not beg, do not speak What begins must end What lives must bleed We do not hear your prayers We do not see your tears The thread does not remember hope Only years Kings fall the same as thieves Crowns rot beside the bone The measured length does not change When power is shown You curse the dark, you curse the gods You curse the unseen hand But fate was written without ink And never planned The thread is already cut Do not plead, do not run The moment breath begins The end is done When the final breath forgets its sound And names are dust and ash We remain where we have always stood Unmoved by the past No fire burns where we reside No light has ever stayed Only the quiet certainty Of what was weighed The thread is already cut It always was It always will be The thread is already cut