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In the halls of silence, shadows crawl Ancient whispers echo down the marble walls A museum holds the truth, but no one sees The line between what's real and history Whispers of the curse, do you believe In the tales of old that never leave? History and shadows, truth and lies Do you touch the curse or close your eyes? In the light, in the dark, they collide Are the curses real or in your mind they hide? A diamond gleems, but blood stains fall A hand reaches out, but it hesitates, stalls The past is a puzzle, but who dares to solve When the ghosts of the curse still revolve? The past is a puzzle, but who dares to solve When the ghosts of the curse still revolve? Whispers of the curse, do you believe In the tales of old that never leave? History and shadows, truth and lies Do you touch the curse or close your eyes? In the light, in the dark, they collide Are the curses real or in your mind they hide? A crystal skull shines with an eerie glow Eyes hollow, secrets that no one knows And the chair it waits with a ghostly stare Dare you sit or do you beware? Figures from the past watching close Silent victims of the tales they host Are they bound by the stories we create Or do the cursed objects seal their fate? Rational minds can't explain it all Where the legends rise and the reason falls Is it fear or fate we face When the cursed objects call, who wins the race? Whispers of the curse, do you believe In the tales of old that never leave? History and shadows, truth and lies Do you touch the curse or close your eyes? In the light, in the dark, they collide Are the curses real or in your mind they hide? So if you stand before what you can't explain Do you challenge the curse or walk away in pain? For the whispers of the curse will never cease They linger in the silence, waiting for release In the halls of silence, shadows crawl Ancient whispers echo down the marble walls A museum holds the truth, but no one sees The line between what's real and history A diamond gleems, but blood stains fall A hand reaches out, but it hesitates, stalls The past is a puzzle, but who dares to solve When the ghosts of the curse still revolve?