Curse of the Heart

Dare ye, dare ye
Place your palm upon the altar
To hearts of gold, the greatest pleasure
To hearts of ash, pain unmeasured

What did they tell you,
As they placed your heart next to the feather?

Only once, only once
Will you face this challenge
Speak not once, put your faith in us
Speak not once, use your heart

How did it feel,
To be judged on character and not color?

The bells, the bells
Let the bells speak your fate
The greatest anticipation fills your heart
The blackest fears fill your mind

Could you bear it,
As they stripped away your bonds to show you true?

My dear, my dear
The spirits have gifted you
You are blessed with a golden heart
You are cursed by a black soul

Tell me how it is,
That someone such as you or I, can come to love so deep?

Beloved, beloved
You hold something beyond our grasp
The dearest of us think with their hearts
Though the blackest cannot love

Could you come to accept,
The gift that makes you everything and nothing?
-CN