FATE

Oh fate! deceiver of mortals,
Your cold ember takes even more than death,
You have become a catastrophe
To men you're a beautiful danger.

You walk on the earth with beauties of rainbow
You carry yourself like Azul the peacock
You drive men away from truth.

Oh fate! deceiver of mankind,
You leave foot path even you can not walk in,
You make linen and wear them not,
You give alms you don't receive.

Your gospel has plunge me to danger
Into day's lust they have become;
Night mares their companion
Yet in you all believe.

Oh fate! deceiver of sapiens,
For your skull shall be my cup,
Your femur my walking stick,
Your breath my hand fan,
Your eyes food for fishes,
Your flesh my dinner.

Oh fate! tall enemy of mine,
Collector of my joy,
Stealer of my happiness,
Taker of what is mine
Deceiver of my mind,
For your reign will not be long.

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