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This is your fate, Cassandra,
You, who are cloaked in mystery:
To be a god that knows fear,
To live begging for believers
You will call out to them,
But they will be deaf to you
You will stand before them,
And they will not see you
This is your destiny, Cassandra
To have only hidden altars,
For your only song to be silence,
To dwell in the deepest darkness
You are for the doubtful and uncertain,
Those who search and do not find,
At the mercy of your prophet,
A mere child, who chose you
This is your lament, Cassandra,
To weep and to rage,
For your greatest mystery is to never know
Whether today you live or die